... I'm gone.
That really is all she wrote.
- Miss Bailey
Xx
Monday, November 23, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Welcome...
... to my decent into madness...
lol DRAMA!
Well not really.
I've been waiting to much Gossip Girl and it's addled my brain. The bitchy unique characteristic they display makes me want to dish the dirt on some of the... Centrals Elite.
I wont.
But it makes me want to.
I am currently tipsy and sitting on the balcony of The Francis st place and wishing I was down below in the Northbridge streets. Tonight is messy.
There's a new girl on the scene around my life who I will dub Dallas. Not her real name, OBVIOUSLY.
Dallas is a slut.
She came around to our apartment unannounced to get ready for her night out, leaving her stuff strewn around our place making sure she could come back. Golly Gosh that bitch plays mind games. She's in and she's out and The Boyfriend is oblivious to her mear existence but she is a NUISANCE! Nobody knows who she is so don't try guess, and if you ask anyone around me they'll not know who she is either. Try guess, I dare you.
So due to her and he using us as a cloakroom we are bringing in a $5 per hour fee for those who wish to leave there bags with us while they clubbing.
Drunk people are funny.
I can hear yelling of a girl at her lying cheating boyfriend from here... at least, I assume he's Lying and Cheating.
Speaking of Boyfriends....
Ever get desire for anyone other than yours?
I do... and does that mean that I will cheat... or say something bad about my character?
Or does that just mean I'm female and have a sex drive?
Could I go as far to say that resisting temptation makes me a good person???
I sometimes feel like going to church... not for god or for community or even obligation to parents.... but for the confession... all my secret shames laid out and hung to dry like the dirty laundry we all know it is. I've done things I'm not proud of.... Never cheated on The Boyfriend, please don't miss-understand but... Bad things.
Things I don't dare confess even here.... not that this place is ANY sort of secure.
Miss Bailey's sleep and alcohol addled brain needs to shut down now...
That's all she wrote,
- Miss Bailey
Xx
lol DRAMA!
Well not really.
I've been waiting to much Gossip Girl and it's addled my brain. The bitchy unique characteristic they display makes me want to dish the dirt on some of the... Centrals Elite.
I wont.
But it makes me want to.
I am currently tipsy and sitting on the balcony of The Francis st place and wishing I was down below in the Northbridge streets. Tonight is messy.
There's a new girl on the scene around my life who I will dub Dallas. Not her real name, OBVIOUSLY.
Dallas is a slut.
She came around to our apartment unannounced to get ready for her night out, leaving her stuff strewn around our place making sure she could come back. Golly Gosh that bitch plays mind games. She's in and she's out and The Boyfriend is oblivious to her mear existence but she is a NUISANCE! Nobody knows who she is so don't try guess, and if you ask anyone around me they'll not know who she is either. Try guess, I dare you.
So due to her and he using us as a cloakroom we are bringing in a $5 per hour fee for those who wish to leave there bags with us while they clubbing.
Drunk people are funny.
I can hear yelling of a girl at her lying cheating boyfriend from here... at least, I assume he's Lying and Cheating.
Speaking of Boyfriends....
Ever get desire for anyone other than yours?
I do... and does that mean that I will cheat... or say something bad about my character?
Or does that just mean I'm female and have a sex drive?
Could I go as far to say that resisting temptation makes me a good person???
I sometimes feel like going to church... not for god or for community or even obligation to parents.... but for the confession... all my secret shames laid out and hung to dry like the dirty laundry we all know it is. I've done things I'm not proud of.... Never cheated on The Boyfriend, please don't miss-understand but... Bad things.
Things I don't dare confess even here.... not that this place is ANY sort of secure.
Miss Bailey's sleep and alcohol addled brain needs to shut down now...
That's all she wrote,
- Miss Bailey
Xx
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Never again...
... will I travel down the rabbit hole.
No more drugs.
Ever.
I find it bad that The Boyfriend and I had our first fight over something so trivial. I don't actually care about drugs. I like them, don't get me wrong... I would only do them if they held something for me. If I'm not having a good time, I wont bother with things. But at the end of the day the thing that stuck in my mind was that he flat out said 'NO' that there was no argument and no debate...
I don't like to be controlled.
We are over it, kinda.
Things are back to normal for now but the moment a drug of ANY sort touches his lips, I won't be able to bite my tongue any longer.
bjdhkjahdhsdhd...
fuck it.
That's all she wrote,
-Miss Bailey.
Xx
No more drugs.
Ever.
I find it bad that The Boyfriend and I had our first fight over something so trivial. I don't actually care about drugs. I like them, don't get me wrong... I would only do them if they held something for me. If I'm not having a good time, I wont bother with things. But at the end of the day the thing that stuck in my mind was that he flat out said 'NO' that there was no argument and no debate...
I don't like to be controlled.
We are over it, kinda.
Things are back to normal for now but the moment a drug of ANY sort touches his lips, I won't be able to bite my tongue any longer.
bjdhkjahdhsdhd...
fuck it.
That's all she wrote,
-Miss Bailey.
Xx
Monday, November 2, 2009
Here comes the sun...
... dooby dooby.
GOOD NEWS!
The Boyfriend got the apartment AND not just the one story one, the TWO story one. This brings much excitement and anticipation. We have to pack... *mad scramble*.
This means no more dealing with lame ass siblings, no more hopping from house to house and intruding on the people we are staying with. I really like them, and there baby is adorable. I shall call them Mr. and Mrs. even though they aren't married.
Mrs. and I have been spending a lot of time together because we are both home during the day. I've been looking after Miss. Baby so that she can do house work without having to stop every 30 seconds because of Miss. Baby being fussy and clingy.
Mr. makes a pretty good dad too.
The Whorecake, aka, least favorite sibling has completely trashed my room at home AFTER I spent forever cleaning it and is denying that she did even though everyone knows she's lying because she's a stubborn little bitch. I here though the grape vine that she's dropped Drop-kick Boyfriend 0.1 for Drop-kick Boyfriend 0.2... lets hope the bitch doesn't get pregnant. I feel like offering her a free hysterectomy... some people just shouldn't have kids.
OH OH OH *panics* my god damn audition is in NINE days.... NINE!
O__O
Truthfully, the panic hasn't entirely set in yet and I am going to be in total shock from Monday through to Wednesday.... I vote someone buys me some drugs for Tuesday night as a 'Thank fuck that's over' party present. Here's hoping I get in JUST so I can get a new charm for my Tiffanies bracelet.
Who here's going to Soundwave!?!?!? *Raises hand*
My early Birthday present The Boyfriend gave me was a ticket to Soundwave for myself and him.... can't fucking wait!
Okay, I think I've bored you enough with my sugar rush. =P
That's all she wrote,
- Miss Bailey
Xx
GOOD NEWS!
The Boyfriend got the apartment AND not just the one story one, the TWO story one. This brings much excitement and anticipation. We have to pack... *mad scramble*.
This means no more dealing with lame ass siblings, no more hopping from house to house and intruding on the people we are staying with. I really like them, and there baby is adorable. I shall call them Mr. and Mrs. even though they aren't married.
Mrs. and I have been spending a lot of time together because we are both home during the day. I've been looking after Miss. Baby so that she can do house work without having to stop every 30 seconds because of Miss. Baby being fussy and clingy.
Mr. makes a pretty good dad too.
The Whorecake, aka, least favorite sibling has completely trashed my room at home AFTER I spent forever cleaning it and is denying that she did even though everyone knows she's lying because she's a stubborn little bitch. I here though the grape vine that she's dropped Drop-kick Boyfriend 0.1 for Drop-kick Boyfriend 0.2... lets hope the bitch doesn't get pregnant. I feel like offering her a free hysterectomy... some people just shouldn't have kids.
OH OH OH *panics* my god damn audition is in NINE days.... NINE!
O__O
Truthfully, the panic hasn't entirely set in yet and I am going to be in total shock from Monday through to Wednesday.... I vote someone buys me some drugs for Tuesday night as a 'Thank fuck that's over' party present. Here's hoping I get in JUST so I can get a new charm for my Tiffanies bracelet.
Who here's going to Soundwave!?!?!? *Raises hand*
My early Birthday present The Boyfriend gave me was a ticket to Soundwave for myself and him.... can't fucking wait!
Okay, I think I've bored you enough with my sugar rush. =P
That's all she wrote,
- Miss Bailey
Xx
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