you say i'm crazy, i got your crazy

blah

chrissybug16 — Tue, 07 Apr 2009 04:21:18 GMT

Freddy, our cocker spaniel, isn't doing so good. =(

he's getting up there in age he's 9. for the past few weeks he's been acting weird, he won't eat much other than treats. he's lost a lot of weight, you can feel just about all of his bones sticking out. we think he had a seizure last night, he was spazzing out and couldn't stand up - all he could do was crawl a few inches - i had to push him along the floor to get him in the living room.

it' was just weird....almost like he couldn't feel his legs, but after a few minutes he was okay, i got him in the living room and he stood up on his own.

he's going to the vet tomorrow, hopefully it's nothing too serious like cancer.

me, my Mom & Billy will all be sad if he dies, we've had him since he was a little puppy. i'm sure Diva will miss him too, she loves aggravating her fatty patty (that's his nickname)

happy birthday to....me =)

chrissybug16 — Wed, 25 Mar 2009 05:46:13 GMT

so it's my b-day

22 years old and i feel 82 years old haha

<3

Blair & Chuck - Bleeding Love - Chapter 4 & Chapter 5 - Rated PG-13

chrissybug16 — Wed, 11 Mar 2009 06:12:12 GMT

Sorry I haven't updated any sooner but I've been going back and forth writing a million different versions of this story trying to figure out which direction I want to take this. Just bare with me. =D

I usually re-read chapters a bunch of times to check for spelling, fix sentences that run too long and make last minute changes but I didn't do that with these chapters. I'm hoping ya'll will still like these two chapters, errors and all

Title: Bleeding Love
Pairing: Blair & Chuck
Author: chrissybug16
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1797
Chapter: 4 & 5/?

Chapter 4

His cell phone began to ring prompting him to take it out of his pocket. The small screen was blurry to him holding it closer to his face to focus, it was Blair.

“Hey…” slurring his words.

“Are you drunk?”

“No.”

She knew that was a lie. “Where are you?

There was a long silence

“My dad’s apartment…”

“I’m coming over.” she hung up.

She arrived 20 minutes later, walking inside since the door was unlocked she shut the door behind her seeing that the place looked like hell - she stepped over the junk and walked down the hallway stopping in front of Bart’s room seeing Chuck sitting on the floor. He was a mess she thought to herself, she went over to him pulling the bottle of scotch out of his hand and sat down beside him. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing…everything is just perfect.”

“If things were perfect you wouldn’t be sitting here on the floor of your dad‘s bedroom drunk.” She laid her purse down and took his hand in hers “Did things not go well with your lawyer?”

“I’m getting a hefty settlement, Bart’s journal back and a public apology from the New York Journal.”

“So why aren’t you happy?”

“Why am I not happy?” he chuckled at the thought. “Because my so called father was a cold hearted asshole that wished I was dead and now everyone knows it.” he snatched the bottle back from Blair chugging the rest of it before he pushed himself up off the floor his legs felt like collapsing so he braced himself against a dresser. “He’s dead and yet he still managed to fuck me over.”

Blair shot up following him as he went into the living room. “Chuck you should sit down.”

He obliged and sat down on the couch but only because standing up made him feel like he was a on rollercoaster ride and about to puke.

“Bart didn’t deserve you as a son.” she knelt down in front of him so she could see his face. “You’re a better person than Bart could of ever been.”

He leaned forward resting his face in his hands “No I’m not.”

And there he was….emotionally broken and because of what? His father’s harsh words. Bart was a pro at making Chuck feel worthless. Chuck didn’t deserve to be treated like that. She exhaled a quiet breath pulling his hands away from his face before speaking. “Chuck, you can’t keep doing this to yourself. You’re better than this, you deserve so much more. Your dad might of wished you dead but I don‘t, I want you alive.” she pushed a strand of his hair that fell to his forehead back “In the face of true love you don’t just give up, even if the object of your affection is begging you too.”

Even in his drunken state he knew that she was quoting part of the toast he made at Bart & Lily’s wedding, he raised his head up “You remember that?” she smiled slightly “Of course I do.” she gently kissed his forehead before standing up reaching her hand out to him “Come on, lets get you in bed.” he took her hand and got up slowly following her to his old room holding onto the wall the whole walk to keep his balance. She got him into bed helping him take off his shoes covering him up with the sheets, she took off her own shoes before laying down next to him draping her arm across his stomach she sighed softly watching him fall asleep.

From this moment on
If you ever feel like letting go
I won’t let you fall
You’re never gonna be alone
I’ll hold you until the hurt is gone

Chapter 5

The next day he awoke to one hell of a hangover, he really needed to make a mental note to not drink so much damn scotch back to back. She smiled seeing him awake making her way over to his bed sitting down on the edge of it holding out a glass of water and three aspirins. “Here, take these.” pushing himself up he took the pills popping them in his mouth and downing them with the water.

“Dorota came over to clean up.”

“Why?”

“Because you Mr.Bass tore this place up, everything is in disarray.” He rubbed his temples trying to remember what he had done.

“Miss.Blair you are crazy to call me over to clean! There is so much mess!” Dorota yelled from the living room.

“Less complaining and more cleaning Dorota!”

Dorota huffed “I better be paid more for this!”

Blair rolled her eyes looking back at Chuck “How are you feeling?”

Her question was met with a groan “Like there is a ticking time bomb in my head ready to explode” he scooted back down resting his head on the pillow “I’m sorry about last night. We were suppose to have dinner together.” She shrugged “Another time.”

Running her fingers through his brown hair “Chuck, you should really think about selling this place.”

“I know. It’s hard to let go.” For some stupid childish reason he thought that if he kept it exactly how Bart had left it that one day by some miracle Bart would come back to life and march through the front door and that everything would be okay. Hell maybe Bart would of come back as a better person, a better father. Who was he kidding….

“Some days I’d come here after school and sit in his office for hours.” he paused looking down. “I remember when he’d go to his office sit behind his desk then yell for me to come in to lecture me about how I was more trouble than I was worth.”

She laid across his chest propping her head up with her hand listening to him talk she couldn’t help but feel saddened by his words. “Why didn’t you ever tell me any of this before? It explains how spiteful you could be to everyone, even me.”

“I stayed too high to even think about it much until after he died.”

Blair scooted her body up until she was eye level with him and kissed his check lightly “I’m sorry”

He let out a sigh “But you’re right, I should sell it now.”

“I can help you pack. I’ll get Serena and Nate to come help too. How about tomorrow?”

“Yeah. The sooner the better.”

She flashed him a small sweet smile before getting off of him “Come on lets get you home. You desperately need to take a shower - you reek of scotch.”

“That’s the cologne of choice for the Bass men.” dragging himself out of bed

She scrunched her nose up “It should be discontinued.” he smirked and walked out.

Dorota looked up seeing them come out “What did you do last night Mr.Chuck? Have another crazy party?”

He smiled “You know me, I never pass up a good time.”

“Maybe next time you need to invite maids so they will keep place clean during your crazy parties.”

“If you wanted to attend one of my parties Dorota all you had to do was ask.” Blair giggled at the look on Dorota’s face and watched her continue to clean furiously. “Call when you’re done Dorota.” she grabbed Chuck’s hand and they left.

Arriving at Lily’s Chuck went upstairs to take a shower while Blair went into Serena’s room. Serena plopped down on her bed next to Blair both of them laying on their stomachs with a stack of magazines between them.

“So you never really explained what happened between you and Chuck at Victrola. What exactly did you two talk about?”

Again Blair had the biggest grin on her face thinking about happened after her and Chuck’s talk at Victrola - she looked at Serena and tried to cover her expression fast “Oh. Um. We just talked about Bart. He shockingly let his guard down but it was probably just the scotch talking.”

“Well that’s good to hear. That you two actually talked without killing each other.”

“No casualties”

Serena flipped through a magazine “If I didn’t know you any better B I’d say you still have feelings for Chuck.”

Blair’s eyes widened “No….no I don’t. What would make you say that?” Serena shrugged “It’s just a guess.” “Well it’s a wrong guess.”

Blair flipped through another magazine biting on her lower lip she raised her eyes and looked over at the clock “I should get going.” quickly getting off the bed she grabbed her purse.

Serena looked up “What’s the rush?”

“I have prior engagements. Call you later.” Rushing out of Serena’s bedroom she really was going to leave but…not before she made one stop. She looked around to make sure no one was around before opening the door to Chuck’s bedroom slowly shutting it behind her. She watched him walk out of his closet wearing pants but no shirt she smirked. When he looked up and saw her standing there she went over to him almost making him fall back when she threw her arms around him and kissed him with such great intensity. He parted his lips letting their tongues thrash against each other. They were lost in each other until a knock on the door interrupted both looking towards the door she hid in the closet just in time - the door knob turned and opened revealing that it was Serena. Chuck wiped his mouth with the palm of his hand trying to remove all evidence of Blair’s lip gloss.

“Nate’s here.”

He blocked off the closet leaning against the doorway “Ok, I’ll be down in a minute.” Serena narrowed her eyes at him walking in further “What are you hiding?”

“I’m not hiding anything. I just like to stand here and...uh take in the view.”

She looked at him oddly crossing her arms, “Are you high?”

“Not yet.”

“Did you say anything to Blair at Victrola? She’s been acting weird ever since then.”

“I offered to pay her if she’d sleep with me, she refused and stomped off. Go figure.”

“She should of slapped you.”

“That would of made for great foreplay.”

“You‘re such a pervert..”

“I’ll take that as a compliment, Sis.”

“Ugh...just hurry up and come downstairs.” she shut the door behind her.

Chuck locked his door as soon as she left. Blair came out when the coast was clear and slapped him across the chest playfully “Chuck Bass you are horrible.” He greeted her with a coy smile “What? That’s all I could come up with at the moment.”

“I can’t believe I hid in a closet, I feel like one of those cheap Thai hookers you use to bed.”

He laughed at the thought.

it's cold outside

chrissybug16 — Tue, 03 Mar 2009 01:35:48 GMT

yay, we got snow!! =D

Blair & Chuck - Bleeding Love - Chapter 3 - Rated PG-13

chrissybug16 — Wed, 25 Feb 2009 00:58:39 GMT

Title: Bleeding Love
Pairing: Blair & Chuck
Author: chrissybug16
Rating: PG-13 (some sexual content included - i tried toning it down as much as possible)
Word Count: 1555
Chapter: 3/?

Chapter 3

He was very good at shutting people out that he knew. It was always easer for him to not feel anything for anyone but for once in his drug induced life he felt something, something horrible…..pain. This pain wasn’t ordinary by any means, it felt like someone had shoved a knife in his heart and insisted on ripping it out as slowly as possible. It was almost amusing that Bart’s words could make him feel like this. He slouched back in the booth sighing “You should see the looks I’ve been getting from people. This isn’t something I would of ever wanted anyone to find out let alone read in the damn New York Journal.”

“Who cares what they think, you’re Chuck Bass.” she tried to be stern but ended up smiling instead. He had missed that smile hell he had missed everything about Blair.

She told him she was done with them when he came over with flowers but she was fooling herself to think she could stay away from him. Even after all the crap they put each other through she still loved him - that would never stop. The bond they had was special, once in a lifetime and she didn’t want to throw that away not now, not ever.

Blair & Chuck. Chuck & Blair. Forever.

He cleared his throat “For what it’s worth...I am sorry for what I did to you.”

“I know.” she started to twist her hair around her finger nervously.

He watched her inquisitively, he didn’t know if it was the scotch or just her being there for him but he got the nerve to lean forward taking her face in his hands and kissing her. She was caught off guard by the kiss but she didn’t pull away from him she deepened the kiss.

She could feel the heat between them she moaned softly. He pulled her closer to him letting his hand slide up her back under her shirt she withdrew breathing heavily now “Not here.” he nodded even though he didn’t agree. She bit the bottom of her lip not moving.

Since he still owned Victrola and there was no one else there but them “I can lock the doors…”

“Ok.”

He got up walking to the front doors locking them both heading back to the booth she was awaiting in. She grabbed the front of his shirt pulling him down so he was on top of her, he smirked in typical Chuck fashion, “Someone’s eager.”

Fumbling with the buttons on his shirt trying her best to unbutton them, finally she got them opening his shirt and pushing it off his shoulders. Her eyes lit up running her hands across his bare chest. Chuck bent down kissing her as passionately as he could while reaching down to pull her skirt up exposing her black lace underwear, he took them off tossing them on the ground. She giggled at the look on his face visibly annoying she was even wearing underwear to begin with.

The room started to feel like an inferno to her pausing for a moment to catch her breath before rushing to get him out of his pants. Blair opened her legs inviting him to which he accepted . She cried out in pleasure when she felt him inside of her - she dug her nails into his back as she arched her back “Oh god!” she belted out, he kept going for as long as she’d let him their moans echoing in the empty club. When they both reached their climax the moans stopped the silence was now deafening.

Chuck rolled off of her as she shut her eyes for a moment grinning in pleasure forgetting how great it always felt to have sex with him. He moved her hair out of her face tucking it behind her ear kissing her jaw gently.

Blair’s phone started to ring she groaned reaching over and pulling it out of her purse, it was Serena - she answered “Hey S.”

“Where have you been? I’ve tried calling you a million times.”

She smiled thinking to herself that their moans had drowned out the sound of her phone ringing. “Oh um….just out shopping, I didn’t hear my phone.”

“I wanted to make sure you were okay. What happened when you stayed behind to talk to Chuck?”

Trying to muffle her giggle “Yeah I’m good. We had a short chat.”

“That’s it?”

“Can I call you back? Kind of busy at the moment.”

“Yeah. Sure.”

“Bye S.” she hung up tossing her phone back into her purse and laid her head on his chest tracing her finger lazily across his stomach. “I should get going. I promised my Mom & Cyrus I’d meet them for lunch.”

Peering down at his watch “I have to get going too. Suppose to go meet with my lawyer and find out how much I can sue that dumbass journalist for.” She got off of him and putting her clothes back on and he did the same.

“I can cancel with my Mom and come with you if you want.”

Shaking his head “No, I got it covered. If they’re smart they’ll give me what I want or I’ll end up owning New York Journal before it’s all said and done.”

She smiled “Give them hell.”

“Believe me, I will.” he walked with her out locking the club behind them, she turned to him “Dinner tonight?”

“Of course.” she gave him a quick peck on the lips “I’ll text you and tell you where.” and with that she walked off.

She didn’t have time to go home and shower so she had to go straight to meet with her Mom & Cyrus at Butter. She spotted them already seated at a table, “Hey, sorry I’m late.” sitting down in the empty chair across from them.

“Blair, darling you’re a sweaty mess. Couldn’t you of bothered to take a shower?”

Running her fingers through her hair “Mother, I was out running errands and raced over here so I wouldn’t be late.”

Cyrus interrupted “There’s something different about you.”

Blair’s eyes widened feeling like she had a scarlet letter on her forehead “Different? There’s nothing different.”

“Of course there is, you look happy dear”

she let out a sigh of relief and smiled “Oh, I do?”

Eleanor sipped from her cup of coffee “I’m assuming you’ve seen today’s paper?”

“Yeah I did.”

“I wonder how Charles is doing. Something of this magnitude must be hard for him to deal with” Cyrus said in disbelief.

“Yeah, I talked to him earlier. He’s not too happy.”

“It‘s sad when something as private as a journal of someone‘s dead father is used against them. Morally unacceptable if you ask me.”

Blairs eyes saddened at the thought “Yes, it is.”

“Please tell Charles if he needs anything at all to let us know.”

“I will. Thanks Cyrus.”

That night, Chuck was at the Palace even after Bart died he couldn’t bring himself to sell the penthouse. His hands shook trying to put in the key to open the door, he cursed under his breathe before finally getting it unlocked. Everything was left the same after Bart died, nothing of his was touched. The air felt different inside he almost felt like he couldn’t breathe he immediately went over to the bar seeing a bottle of scotch he pried it open drinking from it instantly feeling a little better - that golden liquid always soothed his nerves.

He lingered in the living room for awhile examining all the picture frames as if he had never seen them before, drinking from the bottle as he did so. He found himself in Bart’s bedroom, it almost seemed like Bart was still there like he had never gone away. All of the sudden Chuck felt a burst of rage, he started yanking out drawers from the dresser throwing the contents of them onto the floor. Then he staggered into the closet ripping down all the perfectly pressed dress shirts and suits that hung. Still….he didn’t feel any better so he continued to the next room, Bart’s office. The shelves held many books to which he tossed to the floor. Now the desk he tore through the drawers dumping them as well - all he wanted was to find a picture, a piece of paper something that showed him that Bart actually did love Chuck even just a little bit. No luck, he pounded his fist on the desk. Chuck was more enraged than ever, he was a man on a mission and now all he wanted to do was destroy everything in that penthouse until he felt better and that’s what he did, he tore through every room like a hurricane hell bent on disaster.

Once he was done with his mission he chugged every last drop left in the bottle making his throat burn. Easily replacing it with another bottle from the bar and taking it with him back into Bart’s bedroom planting himself on the floor by his father’s bed.

Bart was destroying Chuck and he was letting it happen.

When you lose control
And everything you love starts to disappear
The devil takes your hand and says no fear
Have another shot, just one more beer

Blairs & Chuck - Bleeding Love - Chapter 1 & Chapter 2 - Rated PG-13

chrissybug16 — Sat, 21 Feb 2009 20:45:06 GMT

This is my first fan fiction so I hope it's not too bad ha. I've spent awhile working on this fan fiction and have many chapters to come but for now I've included Chapter 1 & 2 so I can see how ya'll like it. Comments would be great.

Title: Bleeding Love
Pairing: Blair & Chuck
Author: chrissybug16
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1690
Chapter: 1 & 2/?

Summary: “Some of us escape the pain of regret by making the right choice. Some of us have little time for regret because we're looking forward to the future. Sometimes we have to fight to come to terms with the past, and sometimes we bury our regret by promising to change your own ways.”

Chapter 1
Walking into his father’s office he scanned the room stopping in front of a frame that held a picture of Bart - he picked it up and stared at it tracing the outline of the picture he clinched his jaw and threw the frame as hard as he could on the floor and watched the glass shatter. He hated him when he was alive and hated him even more now that he was dead. He didn’t think he could hate him so much. He wanted to prove his father wrong show him that he was a son that he could be proud of and not shame, but he never got the chance. Why couldn’t he of fought harder to live? For God’s sake he was a Bass…death seemed to be an easy way out for Bart.

He sat down in a chair behind the desk sighing….he was 18 and finally was in control of Bass Industries with help from Lily, it was what he wanted or so he thought. Everyone was waiting for him to fail and be this big fuck up - Chuck Bass as a responsible businessman? That was laughable.

He had a lot to live up to, too much to live up to. Bart was once an unmovable force to be wreck end with, a legend in his own right. People were in awe of what Bart turned Bass Industries into, the most successful company in Manhattan. Chuck wanted to always laugh in the faces of the people who idolized Bart, those dumbasses didn‘t have a clue who Bart really was.

Chuck had been rummaging through his father’s belongings for awhile now he found a journal that belonged to his father. For weeks he left it in the vault but today he wanted to read it - read the words of his father. Nothing could of prepared him for what was written on those pages. Flipping through the journal he stopped when he saw his mothers name, Misty. He began to read "I wanted the doctors to save her and let Chuck die. I pleaded with them to save her, but they wouldn‘t listen. Every time I look at him I see her, and I hate him more for that. I‘d do anything to get her back. I‘d gladly trade him for her.” A normal father would of wanted to save his son first but Bart was far from a normal father. He wasn’t much of a father at all. The more he read the more angry he became. Bart wrote about how he made Chuck try cocaine when he was only 13 years old hoping that he would get hooked on the drug and one day soon overdose - he got his wish Chuck overdosed at age 14 but he didn’t die from it. His father went on to talk about all the pills and drugs he left around for giving Chuck easy access to them. Bart seemed almost proud that his son had become a full blown addict before he even turned 15. He wanted Chuck to suffer as much as he suffered. Mission accomplished.

He sat there for hours reading every single page in that journal. It was filled with stories of drugs, lies, sex, everything that made for a great scandal. He slammed the journal closed gritting his teeth he rose from his chair and left the office.

After Chuck walked out a reporter was allowed in his office to wait for him to return, the reporter noticed the journal on the desk and picked it up reading through it a grin formed on his face - this had to be published it was too good to pass up. He slipped the journal in his jacket and left telling Chuck’s secretary that he would come back at another time.

Something was about to happen that would rock Chuck’s very core.

A few days later a story appeared on the front page of the New York Journal and in big bold letters the headline read “The True Story of Bart Bass: In His Own Words.” intrigued Chuck continued to read. Those words sounded familiar and it hit him like a ton of bricks, this was from his father’s journal. The journal he had just read himself. What made it worse was that these exact words were taken from the pages that went into great detail about how Bart didn’t want Chuck and how he had gotten him addicted to drugs. Of all the damn pages in that damn journal this is what was chosen the pages that hurt him the most. His eyes filled with rage throwing the newspaper in the trash he snatched his coat and walked out of his office like hell on wheels. He went straight for his secretary demanding she tell him who had been in his office recently, he wanted to rip her head off when she said she had let a reporter wait in his office while he wasn’t there. Clenching his jaw he stomped off exiting the building almost taking the doors off the hinges from swinging them open so hard. He could already feel the stares of people that had already read the newspaper. Climbing into his limo he wanted to just pack up and run, get away. That was what he was best at doing, running.

Nobody ever said that life was gonna be fair
You’re never gonna get nowhere by running scared

Chapter 2

Blair was sitting in her room when Dorota barged in “Miss.Blair you must read now.” she laid the paper down on Blair’s lap she looked down reading the headline then up at Dorota “You can leave now, shoo!” when Dorota left her room she read the whole article. She immediately grabbed her cell phone dialing Serena’s number “Hey, B. What’s up?”

“Have you read the newspaper?”

“No, why?”

“Well read it now!” Blair snapped.

“Ok ok, hang on.” she reached over picking up the newspaper from the coffee table and scanned through it quickly. “Oh god poor Chuck….this is not good.” she sighed.

“Have you heard from Chuck?”

“No, My mom said he headed to work early this morning, ”

Blair threw the paper down on her bed “I wonder if he knows.” she got up off her bed “I’m going to go try and find him, you want to come with me?”

“I thought you didn’t want anything else to do with Chuck.”

“Well…I didn’t, I don’t. I don’t know - are you coming or not?”

“Of course, meet me over at my place.”

“Ok.” Blair hung up and threw on some clothes she darted past Dorota to the elevator. “You must still care for Mr.Chuck to want to find him.” Blair looked at her “Go clean something.” and left.

She arrived at the Palace seeing Serena & Lily both standing outside waiting for her. “My Mom wants to help.” Blair nodded and they all got in a limo headed for Bass Industries. When they arrived they went straight up to where Chuck’s office was. Blair noticed his secretary “Where’s Chuck?”

“I’m sorry ma‘am, you just missed him.”

“Where’d he go?”

“I can’t tell you that.” Lily stepped forward “This is of urgent importance, where is Charles?” the secretary sighed “He read the newspaper and is meeting with his lawyers. That’s all I know.”

Lily thanked her and looked at Serena & Blair “He could be anywhere.”

“We’re gonna need more help. I’ll text Gossip Girl and have something posted online - someone is bound to of seen him.”

As they walked out of the building Serena texted Gossip Girl and as soon as they got into the limo she was getting a response. “He’s at Victrola” Lily told the limo driver where to go.

Inside Victrola Chuck was sitting at a table with one of his lawyers discussing options on how to save face with this story being published. “We can sue for slander and go from there. The journalist had no right to publish the journal without your consent.”

Chuck leaned forward “I want that journalist head on a platter and I want it now.” He sipped from his glass of scotch seeing Lily, Serena & Blair walking in and over to where he was sitting. “I’ll get to work on filing legal papers” Chuck nodded and waved him off to leave.

Lily spoke first “Charles, we’ve been looking for you.”

“Well you found me. Now, to what do I owe this pleasure?”

They all sat down. “We read that article in the newspaper Chuck.” Serena responded. He nodded “Right along with all of Manhattan.”

“Charles what can I do to help?”

“There’s nothing to do Lily. The damage is already done.” he downed the rest of the scotch left in his glass. “Thanks for your concern ladies, but I’d rather be alone right now.” They looked at each other hesitating before getting up Serena asked “We’ll see you at home later, right?” he nodded.

Blair told Lily & Serena to go ahead and she would catch up, she wanted to talk to Chuck alone. She sat back down studying his face searching for something, anything. “Are you okay?”

Chuck poured himself another glass of scotch “I’m fine.” shaking her head “You can’t be fine after what was published in that article.”

“It is what it is Blair. I always knew Bart didn’t want me. The only thing that has changed is now everyone else knows it as well.” She scooted closer to where he was sitting “It has to hurt seeing it in actual writing.”

“Yeah…” he answered faintly.

She reached over resting her hand on top of his. “Blair, why are you doing this?”

“I’m worried about you.”

“Don’t waste your time. I’m fine.”

“Chuck….don’t do this.”

He looked at her “Do what?”

“Shut me out again.”

It's like I've been awakened
Every rule I had, you break it
It's the risk that I'm taking
I ain't never gonna shut you out
Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby, I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace

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tabitha is the best bitch everrrrrrr =P

chrissybug16 — Fri, 29 Aug 2008 03:59:20 GMT

i am so in love with this new show on Bravo. it's Tabitha's Salon Takeover...i adored her on Shear Genius her bitchiness was hilarious. i knew she'd eventually end up getting her own show. she is the bitch you love to hate =D i love that she cusses all the time, cause i'm just like that haha. i wish i had her accent.

on another note i'm still having a sucky day....i have such a short fuse today, at least i can blame it on my period for now lol. i'm just grrrr with everyone and everything. Diva, bless her heart is getting the brunt of my wrath...which for the past few days she's been really trying my last nerve - i take her out for the last time around 9-10pm and it's been like that for awhile but lately she won't use the bathroom til 11pm and by then i'm like ughhhhh just tired and ill lol....and i think she knows she's annoying me sometimes how she looks at me it's like she's laughing like "haha bitch" i try to be patient with her but hmmm that doesn't work all the time especially when i'm tired. i'm sorry but i just can't stand having to stand outside with her for 30 minutes and STILL SHE DOES NOTHING sometimes i'm outside for like an hour with her and i'll be "go to the bathroooooooooom...go now, diva go. diva are you gonna go???. anyday now would be nice." and i know anyone that hears me prolly thinks i'm psycho and thinks i'm talking to myself haha....i so wish our yard was fenced in. but it's kinda funny cause even when i'm mad at her like after i've cooled down i'm like giving her chips and all that just cause i feel bad for being mean lol. ahhhh if she could talk she'd prolly tell me i'm one crazy wacko lol.

LMAO HILARIOUS!! HOLLLAAAAA!!

chrissybug16 — Tue, 05 Aug 2008 14:45:51 GMT

you know what....my brother sucks!!!

chrissybug16 — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 17:18:19 GMT

okay so ya'll know from a couple of entries ago that my brother got a dog, Bella. Just scroll down a bit to see the other entry about Bella....

well the DUMBASS gave her away!! he was being a bitch baby about her chewing on stuff she's a damn puppy! of course she's gonna chew on shit. and he kept saying she was terrorizing his house which he exaggerates a bit too much sometimes so i can't say i believe everything he said she did. he just pisses me off cause he told me he'd take care of her and that he wanted her and if i had known he was gonna do this i would of never let him have Bella i would of found someone myself that would take care of her.

he wanted a dog so bad but then goes and gives it away cause he doesn't wanna make an effort and train her...that's too much work for him, he wants other people to do the work for him. he wants a perfect dog and there's no such thing, dogs are gonna pee, crap, chew, jump, bark and everything. you just have to work with them and be patient. i mean damn if i wanted to give Diva away everytime she chewed on my stuff when she was a puppy i wouldn't have her now...and believe me she destroyed a lot of my things when she was a puppy, i'd come home to shoes being shredded...wires chewed on...her jumping over gates...piss all over my floor...and the list goes on.

i'm so pissed at him - i don't plan on talking to him anytime soon. and no that's not being over-dramatic, i don't like when people just pass dogs off like they are nothing....i can't stand that at all, if you don't plan on taking the time to train your dog & spend time with them then don't get a dog. he reminds me of stupid ass Blair (Stephen's wife, if you read my posts and i'm sure i write about her that i can't stand her lol) she has two dogs and doesn't take care of them she makes Stephen take care of them. she was the one that wanted those dogs but refuses to take care of them. i can't stand it at all.

ok end of rant.....

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chrissybug16 — Sun, 02 Mar 2008 01:44:06 GMT

LMAO SO HILARIOUS!!

chrissybug16 — Sun, 19 Nov 2006 07:26:43 GMT