are you still dying, darling?

we decorated the bride like a xmas tree. it was my job as best woman. and i did reallllly reallly well. i had to not lose the rings and hold the flowers and was told to stand behind her..and i suspect secretly was supposed to catch her if she fainted.. thus i maarriied her off to be a marry merry loveberry ! then i hung with Dee. cuz i really reallly wanted to. . we went to a bad show . mixed trash. peoples ran into me and spilled their watery driink on my boobles. that was exciting. i love intentional bitchyness.. i also ran into the broken record that keeps torturing me with the same boring song whenever we meet. i love him a little for the effort, but not enough for anything else . i love the ladygirl that paints the morbid pictures. the eric was my prince cuz i really really really did not love dee's friends at sneaky dee's.cabbed and drunk dialed all the way home. like a happy sailor.////// i neeed to be what you hate me to be. sorrrrrrrry