Apr 27, 2004 07:28
yeah.
nothing special...
i actually told brad about cutting.
only like, 3 people know for real.
and only 1 of them cares.
he told me i shouldn't do that.
i told him okay.
it's just easier that way.
some cowboy asked me out today.
sorry, not cowboy, fucking hick.
ugggggh. creeeepy.
that's what you get for living in hick-ville.
gross.
gross.
gross.
gross.
i'm so sick of my parents.
yeah.
well.
i'm out.
with my pink duct tape purse.
i love it.
it rocks.
--kathleen rose