||[Jan. 15th, 2005|10:14 pm]
|||||WHAM: credit card baby||]|
sometimes i act like a 12 year old girl. i can't help it.
she wanted to send her panties in the mail, but i wouldn't let her, because i'm so repressed that i knew that if she did, i would have to put them on and model them for my roommate. or perhaps put them on alone and stand in front of a mirror. did i say that? i'm an idiot.