goddamn you to hell olivia shmiller ugh. so this weekend. the part, on the way home after school on friday.. was can of worms opening-ish. then, i like where we tried to get profound while not drinking chocolate soy milk. i also liked the part where i vented to your mother. and how she didnt react at all. OH OH and remmeber tha ttime when we didnt order chinese food and waste it?? becuase i do! we spent a lot of time in the kitchen, did we not? DID WE NOT?!? and i like how we wore "bathing suite tops" NEVER ONCE TOOK OFF OUR POTATO SACKS. then terri came home,a nd greeted me in the back yard wonderful, it was. remeber ju ju bee? and the little dogs?!? and you not asserting yourself wehn we were crossing the street? and that weird woman who wanted to mooch off of our leftover food. and how i was left under the heater for EVER. There was also that time where we didnt see little green things in the eggs and ignore them... and you never ever spilled milk. okay now im done jknfgjkndfgbjkndfg these are my scales and my apegios..oh and we most certainly did not see a dead bird...
i like the part where we were old men and talked about our life problems while drinking shots of booze coke. i also like the part where i yelled at my mom to not go in the backyard to greet you. i also like even more how we didn't order chinese food and didn't get really full and throw it all away to hide the evidence. i also like the part where we thought that the food was the thing we were gonna get caught doing. i also like how the lady made you pay extra to make your hair soft then made it into cardboard. I DO REMEMBER JU JU BEE! AND BOODA! i loooove you. <3
p.s. these are my scales and my arpeggios. p.p.s. hey, hey, remember miraculous moses? p.p.s.s. and bodacious budha? p.p.p.s.s. i like how you called them potatoe sacks.
ugh. so this weekend. the part, on the way home after school on friday.. was can of worms opening-ish.
then, i like where we tried to get profound while not drinking chocolate soy milk. i also liked the part where i vented to your mother. and how she didnt react at all. OH OH and remmeber tha ttime when we didnt order chinese food and waste it?? becuase i do! we spent a lot of time in the kitchen, did we not? DID WE NOT?!? and i like how we wore "bathing suite tops" NEVER ONCE TOOK OFF OUR POTATO SACKS. then terri came home,a nd greeted me in the back yard
wonderful, it was. remeber ju ju bee? and the little dogs?!? and you not asserting yourself wehn we were crossing the street? and that weird woman who wanted to mooch off of our leftover food. and how i was left under the heater for EVER. There was also that time where we didnt see little green things in the eggs and ignore them...
and you never ever spilled milk.
okay now im done
jknfgjkndfgbjkndfg these are my scales and my apegios..oh and we most certainly did not see a dead bird...
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i also like the part where i yelled at my mom to not go in the backyard to greet you.
i also like even more how we didn't order chinese food and didn't get really full and throw it all away to hide the evidence.
i also like the part where we thought that the food was the thing we were gonna get caught doing.
i also like how the lady made you pay extra to make your hair soft then made it into cardboard.
I DO REMEMBER JU JU BEE! AND BOODA!
i loooove you.
<3
p.s. these are my scales and my arpeggios.
p.p.s. hey, hey, remember miraculous moses?
p.p.s.s. and bodacious budha?
p.p.p.s.s. i like how you called them potatoe sacks.
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