I knew from 15 years ago that I wasn’t a very good Christian. I’m peepin these Facebook pages of the boy I went to prom with and chickies I was “bff” with briefly and they’re all Christ-like. I am…. ha!…. not. I’m sitting here now with a glass of bitchin Zenato Ripasso Valipocello right here in my hand in a Reidel after I just made Valentine’s dinner for a girlfriend of mine. With my dog. That is just about as narcissistic as it gets.
I just don’t love boys. They’re dumb. It’s not a bad thing; there are really not a lot of awesome people in the world. I’ve met a bunch and I don’t hate them. They’re fun to play with and then I want to go home where it’s awesome and not ddk (dumb dumb kitty) AT ALL. I hate it when most people are with me. Most people just care about themselves. But…. I’m no sociopath. I love, like,.. 5 people. At least….
Happy Fuckin Valentine’s Day.
