Hello. I am Mary. Welcome to my Blog. (not journal) If you don't like what I have to say, then leave. I'm sorry if I offend you, I write a lot of this shit when I'm mad... So I prolly dont REALLY mean it. I say what I mean. I say what I don't mean. I'm not always nice. I'm human.

I always wear my bracelett from Las Vegas.
I'm obsessed with my dog. <333
I care about you more than you think.
Everyone hates my ringtone because it's always going off.
But I love it.

I love my backpack more than anything <3
I stay up all night and wake sometime during the afternoon.
I get bored easy....VERY EASY
I go through guys like seasons because generally speaking- they can't entertain me long enough.
I do not wanna be tied down just yet.
I know a lot of random facts...and how to do a lot of random things.
I crip walk.
I am very good at teaching people how to do "stuff" ;)
I'm shy.
I HATE eskimo boots with a fiery passion.
It's impossible for a guy to threaten me with mentioning another girl.
Sorry, I just don't care.

I think, a lot.
I paint, I draw.

I have no secrets.
Okay, maybe a few. ;)

I have a knack for getting Pink Eye.
I snowboard.
I dance.
I'm very open minded.
I love sex.

I'm very blunt & Brutally honest. Some people can't handle that...
But if you appreciate the truth. You'll appreciate me. :)

I hate when people can't spell...like, at all.

I will do just about anything if it makes someone I care about laugh.

I don't like boys.
Don't tell me you know more about Tupac or Biggie than me.
Because you don't and I'll just make you look stupid in front of everyone.
I'm finally leaving Buffalo.


I really DON'T CARE what you think if you don't know me well... or if I don't like you.

Chances are you think you know...But you don't.

I'm fiesty.
I'm badass.
Don't fuck with me or people I care about.
I will make you pay for it if you do.
I smile...a lot.
I throw up gang signs.
I'm a G. ;)
I shop like it's my job.
I'll prolly lie to you if you ask me how many people I've slept with.



Yes, I drink.
Yes, I smoke.
Fuck you, Judge me.

I have a lot of health problems.
But I don't care.
I overthink everything...
EVERYTHING.
I believe in second chances.
I'm too hard to define because I'm changing with every day.
My shampoo is SEX
I'm too sensitive...
but I'm working on that.


I don't find manwhores attractive...at all.

I work hard in school.
I party hard.
I won't tell you I care about you unless I mean it.
You'll know if you're a special person to me.
If I hooked up with a guy you like, and you try to give me shit about it.
You might wanna think twice. I'll do it again, just to spite you. ;)
I bartend.
I can manipulate myself into caring about someone.
I can manipulate my memory into almost forgetting everything about someone and detaching any kind of feeling associated with them.

I love the beach.
I love seeing you smile.
I kinda love snuggling.
I bite ;) sorry.
I people watch..LIKe CrAzY.
I'm far from a whore.
I HATE cheese.
If you call me out on something, I might deny it.
I don't like fighting.
I'm curious.
I don't believe in regrets.
I want to change the world as much as possible.
I love snow.
I don't care if you don't.

832- we's rockstars.


If you think I want to fuck you,

Chances are... I don't.


I have amazing/diverse taste in music.
And someone you know prolly has a cd I put together.
I don't care if you play football, or if you drive a nice car or if you have a huge dick.
I've seen it all.

Try to impress me.

I fall hard ;)
Although, I hardly ever fall.
I miss Rob.
I miss "her" too.
My car smells orgasmic.
and it's got the coolest hangy things on the antenna.
I go to UB.
But not for long. :))
I have blue eyes
I have cancer, it sucks. And it's made me grow up really fast.
I don't like telling people the same thing twice. Learn to listen

I show respect for others until they give me a reason not to.
I love to drink juice.








"Yeah, A-town's finest
I'm the top notch glammour chick
Tell me, If I throw it at you baby... can you handle it??"




I'm getting sick of talkin about myself.
Just ask ;)
I'm pretttyyy much an open book, so anything goes. :D

I'm sorry for not telling you how I felt enough.
I'm sorry for not getting out of the car and going after you.
I'm sorry for not apreciating you enough.
I'm sorry for making you try to be something you're not.
I'm sorry for not being able to be with just you.
I'm sorry for searching for better and being too stupid to realize that you were the best.
Despite our fights.
They meant nothing.
Despite how crazy you can be sometimes.
I miss you.
I'm sorry for telling you that I couldn't see you anymore.
That I didn't want you to call.
Because I do. I do want you to call. I do want to see you. I just don't want to date you yet.
But that doesn't matter...because I spoke too soon, and now it's too late.

Party last night was good/crazy.

I got to make drinks, which was nice..but then I had people asking me every five minutes and that got annoying. Speaking of annoying...prolly not the best idea to thrust me from behind over a table when your girlfriend is here buddy. Mkayyy?



I was busy all night. It sucked. I just wanted to chill, but that never happened. I went to bed with Matthew but then he was scaring me with talking about dead children with scary rashes. Yuck. But we had to go wake Eric up anyways cuz Matthew had work in the morning. So I escaped the ghosts. I enjoyed taking incriminating pictures of all of us in bed. Well that is, minus me. So Matthew and Eric look like lovers. Awh.

Now all of those guys have officialy been in my bed!!! lol.

Awh. So cute.

Yeah, then I stayed up for most of the night. Went to bed. Woke up. Came downstairs. Kim and Tiff came over, talked to them for awhile. Kim told me that Joe and her had to come back that night because Shane said that I was trying to get him to go into bed with me. I laughed so hard. Like yeah, pretty sure you were the one hitting on ME all night. Not the other way around. Besides, Eric was in my bed and I was with Matt..So that made no sense. He was just trying to make everyone think I wanted him. Joe was in the car so he prolly just said it to piss joe off. Who knows. Then Margret&Kt woke up and we were chillin in the living room going over last night's events.

Okay, so you guys can't judge me...but....

hahah.

Then there was a knock at the door, I figured it would be Steve or Miles, but it was Joe. So yeah. Then we hung out some more...rolled a philly and holy shittt did I get fucked up. It was a lot of fun. Like, I wasn't totally blazed to the point where I was just sitting there. It was a perfect medium.

We got Leyna high too. Yey.

Hmm yeah, so then we went for breakfast at the Candy Apple.
It was so nice just sitting in the back of joe's car..beautiful weather, wind in my face, makeup still on my eyes from the night before, hair a mess, but who cares? just so fuckin peaceful...just straight chillin.

Thats me as I really was...

And this of course is me pretending not to be high. lol.

At breakfast everyone was talking...but I couldn't really hear what they were saying and it just seemed like she was taking forever to bring us our food.
Plus, I couldn't stop laughing.
I put the arm of my jacket to my face. But it was like the twillight zone to me. Fuckin Akron. Old people everywhere. Everywhere. It just seemed so funny at the time. Like they were just gunna come over and attack me or something. Take me to their cult circle and burn me while chanting shit.

I could have aten anything on the menu though. Ahh.

So yeah. Then went to the Rez, and then home and I passed out on my couch until 7at night. I guess Steve and Miles came over..but I wasn't awake. So w.e. Then chilled around here until Desperate Housewives, and now I'm gunna attempt to do some homework cuz I haven't done anything over break. Ugh. So much fucking work!@#@#$#@$

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