Thanks, BITCH

I am: getting honest
I want: babies
I wish: my tits were bigger
I hate: hollywood liberals
I miss: my 18 year old body
I fear: success
I hear: that i am callous and bitter
I wonder: if i'll have to take the GMAT
I regret: nothing
I am not: as tough as i look
I love: egg custard snowballs with marshmellow topping
I dance: like a gay guy
I sing: into a fake microphone when i'm alone listening to music
I cry: whenever i see the bon jovi video "wanted:dead or alive"
I am not always: wearing underwear
I make with my hands: my boyfriend cum
I write because: i am an egomaniac
I confuse: pleasure with happiness
I need: to lose ten pounds (maybe 15)
I should: eat better
I start: shit all the time
I finish: other people's sentences
I tag: daibh the prolific