It is time to stop visiting My Confessions. The women in the African American group warned us. Those bitches are so self-righteous it is pathetic, especially ElitetJen and Areles. I hope they suck a dick and die slow. Yet I am going to calm down. There is no need to get riled up over those who talk shit behind a computer screen, but as soon as you're face-to-face with them, they have nothing to say.
Before reading "On the Island" by Tracey Garvis-Graves, I thought it would be quaint to be on a deserted island for a couple of weeks or a month. The book revealed how I rely on basic things, such as toothpaste, soap, reality t.v., Diet Cokes, and french fries. It was an excellent eread.