I need to get dressed up really fancy sometime soon. I guess this Thursday will be the day, as I take my dad to the Johann Strauss concert I’ve been looking forward to for a couple months. Fancy like, cute fancy, not patron of the arts fancy. I never go any place worth dressing up for anymore. I don’t know.
My birthday’s in two months, then I’ll be 21 and nothing can hold me back, not even age!
I miss my Orlando friends Starr Brian. Brian is me sans a vag (alas, the good stuff). It’s a fact that Brian and I were seperated at birth. He told me he found it on Wikipedia. It was his wish.
… this is how I have been feeling lately, and yes my boobs are real: