Perfect Getaway?
Rule number one to staying alive on vacation…. Don’t invite crazy bitches to come along with you.
Rule number one to staying alive on vacation…. Don’t invite crazy bitches to come along with you.
Right now I’m jamming to Damian Marley and looking out at the beach. I don’t want to go back home and face reality.
Now I know why I was trying to tell myself that I was just being paranoid. Right. Paranoid.
Anywhore.
My sister and her friend plan to go clubbing, so I guess I’ll just tag along and get men to buy me drinks.
There aren’t many cartoons that I like, but I’ve seen just about every classic Disney Cartoon, I HAVE to see this one. I’m so excited.
Well this isn’t really a rant, but what the shit on Grey’s Anatomy? The most tears I was expecting for the epsidoe was when Izzie’s memory kept resetting every 5 minutes…. but the ending. The last fucking 5 minutes I sat there bawling at the television. What the bloody hell?!
My heart can’t take that shit Shonda Rhimes, it just can’t. Izzie in the elevator in the prom dress, flashback to season three… I fucking lost it.
Why isn’t my eye beholding this movie right now? I will admit that I cried a little lot just watching the trailer.