Kiss me

Well, it seems that you have stumbled upon my blog. Why are you here? Well probably for one of two reasons. Though I should probably go ahead and say that I am not the very famous Bambi day. Sure I have her face, and her body, but that girl is not me. Now that all of the confusion is over and those of you who were looking for that girl have coped with having your hopes and dreams crushed I think I'll go ahead and actually announce who I am. Brittany Pierce, lover of all animals and owner of one and only Lord Tubbington. I am currently aged to twenty four years of perfection and residing in the lovely state of California. Just in case you were wondering the rumors are in fact true. The girls are unforgettable and will most likely melt your popsicle. I prefer the straight forward approach of refilling your glass with copious amounts of alcohol until you drunkenly do whatever I say, but the melting popsicle thing might be cool too.

[goldstarsandmetaphores]

Red, duh.

Red for you too Britters <3

[britty-thebarhead]

I knew you loved me. I totally called it.

[maddierosepuckerman]

What a great day to be back at work. I can oddly say I’ve missed this place.

[britty-thebarhead]

Have you really?

[oliviahudss-blog]

Back in LA.

[oliviahudss-blog]

I went to Nashville for three days, it was busy busy.

[britty-thebarhead]

I can only imagine.

[fins-hds]

Sometimes I don’t know how I stay up so late after a hard training session. I think I’m about ready to pass out.

[britty-thebarhead]

You're crazy, duh.

[nyadarachxo-blog]

Interesting that you knew I meant sex. Don’t worry, safety first, last and always!

[britty-thebarhead]

Well you did say hook up. That is the motto and never forget it.

[nyadarachxo-blog]

Horror movies are good! Maybe I’ll see if anyone wants to hook up or something

[britty-thebarhead]

Use protection. Sex can be dangerous.

[nyadarachxo-blog]

I’ve been eating sweets a lot, but I don’t think romantic comedies would make me feel better right now. If anything, it’d just be worse.

[britty-thebarhead]

Horror movies then?

[nyadarachxo-blog]

Yeah…. it’ll be nice to have some company. Um…. I’m….. I dunno, really. I’m just…. trying to keep myself distracted.

[britty-thebarhead]

When I'm trying to distract myself I eat sweets and watch cheesy romantic comedies that make me feel better about myself.

[nyadarachxo-blog]

I’m okay…. better now that I have my little furball here.

[britty-thebarhead]

That's good, she can keep you company and stuff. You're good though?

[rikki-lopez]

Had an anti-Mother's Day brunch with my childhood best friend.

[rikki-lopez]

A half-naked bike messenger on a unicycle. That can be arranged.

[britty-thebarhead]

Aw, really? Rikki you're awesome.

[nyadarachxo-blog]

Dually noted!

[britty-thebarhead]

In other news, how are you?

[nyadarachxo-blog]

Okay, I’ll definitely remind you to feed him before I bring Sasha over!

[britty-thebarhead]

That's probably for the best.

[nyadarachxo-blog]

He doesn’t seem like the cannibalistic type

[britty-thebarhead]

He's not, I just have to remember to feed him or he gets really hungry and starts chewing everything.

[nyadarachxo-blog]

Gee. Thanks.

[britty-thebarhead]

He won't eat her though...really he's sweet. I can buy you a new one if he does though.

[rikki-lopez]

Had an anti-Mother's Day brunch with my childhood best friend.

[rikki-lopez]

Yes. I’ll send him on a unicycle, even.

[britty-thebarhead]

Make sure he's like half naked.

[nyadarachxo-blog]

He’s gonna eat half of her and leave half her mutilated body for me to bury!

[britty-thebarhead]

Well he would leave you the top half of course!

[rikki-lopez]

Had an anti-Mother's Day brunch with my childhood best friend.

[rikki-lopez]

I shall send you a letter and have a bike messenger send it to you.

[britty-thebarhead]

Can you send a cute bike messenger?