Don't you just love it when you start to like a guy, and some Jealous Bitch comes and ruins everything over an effing
myspace message? And who the hell are you to believe-- the guy who you just started to like, or the girl who you barely know that claims they aren't just friends? I feel like I'm in the fourth grade and some girl just passed me a note saying "Billy told me he wanted to play on the jungle gym with me at recess instead of you" or something just as ridiculous. Seriously, I start to actually LIKE Mr. Cling, and along comes Jealous Bitch at full force. However, he did bring a good point on himself... I usually talk to him throughout the day pretty much until he goes to bed anyway, hence the Cling.
On to last week's Fuck Me Friday, since Christina & I both forgot:
I'll keep it short, simple & sexy:
David Beckham: ahhh.



Don't worry, guys-- I didn't forget you!
Jennifer Aniston: damn, girl.
exes and oh!s,
Court