hi there, i'm a little bitch named Dana. i'm a not so up and coming standup comedienne. and i mostly blog about okcupid. why? because that's all that's going on right now. sorry my blog is fuggo. actually, now that i'm sitting at a computer i can update this. i don't blog about okcupid anymore...so...sorry. however, i'm 23 and i've got a cute face and fat waist. it's a cute, fat waist though. TEEHEE (NOT JKING).
formerly known as IS THIS THING ON?
"It's the last days of Rome and I'm sex crazed."-- Mad Men
hey thank you. and i am doing ok ;)
European men always want to cook for me.
I always want to fuck European men.
My dog, Frank. It’s dawning on me that the love we had is gone. I don’t really have any friends or lovers or people that I generally loved like that and he isn’t anywhere waiting for me.
No one will ever recognize the sound of my car pulling into the driveway. And no one will ever be that excited for me to give my undivided attention in belly rubs as I tell them about my day.
Jesus Christ dude. My best friend is gone and the earth feels lighter.
I didn’t see his body before they buried him so it’s like he’s not really dead and I’m a little confused.
I look out the front window of the house and he’s not there taking a shit on the neighbor’s yard. I’m kind if waiting for him to reappear on the carpet in my bathroom or see him poke his head into my room classically waiting for a hand written invitation to come in. God dude, where the fuck is my dog?
Some day I won’t complain about how some guy doesn’t want to date me bc why should he? I’m a slutbag. But yeah, I should really stop trying to fuck my way into people’s hearts and winning them over with bjs.
I haven’t had a conversation that doesn’t revolve around sex in a very long time. I am an idiot.