I'm Matt. I'm a (student) at (school), studying (things).
Poor Xanga.
I want to be described with descriptions similar to those used to describe exquisite fragrances or trendy tunez:
“[Matt] is a glistening piece of pop confection,”
or
“Masculine intoxication. Exotic, fresh, and mysterious. [Matt] is just the extra boost of energy and confidence a man needs. [Matt] radiates sensuality and sophisticated warmth.”
I feel like this could be most easily and quickly achieved if I began my career as an advertised prostitute. Right? Thank god high school taught me something— GOAL SETTING.
I’m eating (sucking) this ice cream on a stick thing. I forget what those are called. And I keep making this popping noise with my mouth. And I’m embarrassing myself. I just thought I’d extend the embarassment.