Effin’ creep.
I know you searched my name & found this blog.
you also searched my flickr photos, but you’re not in ANY OF THEM.
I erased you from every moment of my life.
do something else with your spring break, like take a class about the innernets and LEARN how it works. I KNOW YOU searched me. I know what you clicked. Or wait, this idea is better —>hold your breath and turn blue.
YOU MAKE ME SICK!!!!!!
A while ago, I bitched a fit about the slutbags that adorned the check-out magazine stands. I asked where were the Jackie O’s & other classy bitches alike. . .
This week I noticed the stands were fresh with spring flowers, yellow covers & yellow flowers. Spring is in the air. . . and finally some sort of class has been restored, if only for this month/week.
Boobalicious yes, but its somewhat classy. EVER classic fingerwave hair on the left. nice black gown. nice cover for gwen stefani, as well. way to go ladies, Vogue & Elle.
and omg hold onto your seats….
Holy hubba hubba. ROB LOWE NEVER GETS OLD! Oh Id likey to put my fingers on that & put my nose to his neck and take a long, drawn out, deep inhale. In the words of Jerri Blank, MMPFF!
And I almost forgot (Rob Lowe can do that to people). The nice gardens like I mentioned.
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omg holy hell. Thanks, Kellye.
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