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

So my birthday was the best I've had in awhile.

or ever?

Minus seeing Freddie.

Ugh.

Ex-s are never a fun thing to run into.

I didn't even recognize him. But Brittney was like "Mary!...look" Ugh. Then it was like Britta and her boyfriend..and Jon and me...and so Freedie thought that Jon was my new boy. So he came up to say Hi...(I have no idea why he thought that was appropriate) Because if Jon WAS my bf..that would be crazy akward.


Either way, I was really nice and stuff. Because I really feel kinda bad about the way shit with him and I went down. Like, I wish I could help him out. Because I really do feel bad about his situation...But idk...

That's my problem- I always want to help EVERYONE.

Freddie was beyond my grasp.

Britta and everyone like left and I talked to him alone for a little bit. Idk..It's strange cuz all his friends were there, and I always wonder what they thought of our situation. But they were all really nice and crap. I explained Jon was just a friend...and then he asked me if I was still single. He was suprised that I wasn't. But whatever. He said he would have never pictured me calming down at the rate I was going. Whatever that means.



Got a lot of stuff for my birthday though.
So I'm a very happy girl.

Andddd I get to go see my boy the day after tomorrow.

Yay!!


Tonight Britt is having a really huge party at her house. Her parents are in Europe for a month. So yeah...I've been over there like 247. Her family is so fuckin wealthy its ridiculous. Ima try not to get too fucked up tonight just so I can keep an eye on stuff for my girl. But I always try to do that...and it usually ends with me high as fuck or drunk as fuck (or a combination of the two) Dancing with JD then crashing.

Um...one down side to tonight...

Brent is gunna be there.

I haven't seen him since like...the end of last semester.

He broke up with Kelly too.

Finally!!.... that girl was a dramatic cunt.
Trying to steal my diamond earrings and shit.
Fuck that whore.

*ehm* sorry for the swearing.

But yeah...
Maybe Brent and I will work some of our shit out. But if he trys to get up on me...then Ima just ignore him. I can't have distractions. Like before it was okay. But he had a gf...so I wouldnt do anything. And now I have a bf...so now I DEF. won't do anything. Which is another reason I can't get too fucked up.

Don't get me wrong- I always know what I'm doing when I'm drunk...unless I black out. Which tends to happen. The mixture of pills and alcohol has that effect. Haha.

Brent was a real asshole about my whole situation.
I was really straight forward with him.
No suprises ... No secrets.
But he wouldnt listen...and I have little patience for people with that level of ignorance.
Because I ALWAYS listened to his side of shit.

And I never told his gf that he lied to her ass like 10hundred times a day when he was really with me.

I didn't say shit...

And then he's a little bitch about crap.

Ugh.

ERm...i have so much medical stuff to do before I leave on Wed....and I'm prolly not going to get ANY of it done. I also have to figure out if I'm gunna get boy's birthday present before I leave and give it to him when I get there...cuz I prolly won't be there July 1st. But I spent hundreds of dollars today when I went shopping, and I have so many orders coming in from my Board shop...that Idk. Maybe I should just wait?



I saw Jen in Victorias Secret today (random) But yeah...shes a nice girl. I should chill with her more.



Dum de dum...

Oh yes, and I've finally got my phone in the mail today.

I have tons of calls to catch up on.

That reminds me...time to call Kev about some tabs.

the price he gave me yesterday was madddd cheap. But the only down side is, he said I would have to chill with him for that price. Bummer.

I guess I could always go there and then have one of my friends call with an "emergency"

Yeah...that's what I'll do. :)

Umpfh!
!@#!@#



Welll that's all I've got for now....I'm feeling crazy amounts of anxiety after talking to D today. I mean...I know he doesn't try to scare me...and he's just looking out for me and shit. But I don't think he realizes how much it scares me when he says the stuff he says.

It scares me because I know he could be (and prolly is) Totally right.

And it's only a matter of time before I get fucked again. :(


Ugh.
I need some Xanax
and i need to call Kev...
and Kim
and get ready for Britta's

Peace

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