poopy
there...thats it. i guess we finally found something that we cant agree on. i knew it was just too perfect.....there had to be something. well here it is presenting itself on a silver platter.
i didnt want it to get this far...but shit.
when its supposed to be dropped. it should be dropped.
it upsets me....a title like that has to be kept held up. but whatevs...its not the first time i or we have noticed it.
.disappointment. but maybe im not the only one...?
high school scenario....college scenario. but the difference is..................................
the funniest dreams. cant u just get outta my head?!? goddamn....its really starting to annoy me. hidden meaning maybe? paranoia? hah...funny how i kinda had the same dreams before too. except maybe those ones were worse?
oh i need my girls!!! sistahs before mistahs
i hate going back and thinking about this kinda shit. i hate all the reminders. i hate all the memories. i hate knowing what happened. i hate the songs. i just straight hate it.
i hate feeling like..........................................................................
and oh pcn is coming...the bearer of it all.
bruised ankle. =/
haha and its ironic. all of this right after i wrote that letter/journal entry during retreat.....hahahaha....all i can do is just laugh at myself
FiL: that makes u so much higher than him
hahaha well at least that convo made me laugh.
you prolly think u know what and who the people are (yes more than one persons) that i am talking about in this entry....but i know u really have no idea. haha...this is the most cryptic journal entry i've written in months!
reminder: call lizet and liz
*sigh* new york: 1 day more
i didnt want it to get this far...but shit.
when its supposed to be dropped. it should be dropped.
it upsets me....a title like that has to be kept held up. but whatevs...its not the first time i or we have noticed it.
.disappointment. but maybe im not the only one...?
high school scenario....college scenario. but the difference is..................................
the funniest dreams. cant u just get outta my head?!? goddamn....its really starting to annoy me. hidden meaning maybe? paranoia? hah...funny how i kinda had the same dreams before too. except maybe those ones were worse?
oh i need my girls!!! sistahs before mistahs
i hate going back and thinking about this kinda shit. i hate all the reminders. i hate all the memories. i hate knowing what happened. i hate the songs. i just straight hate it.
i hate feeling like..........................................................................
and oh pcn is coming...the bearer of it all.
bruised ankle. =/
haha and its ironic. all of this right after i wrote that letter/journal entry during retreat.....hahahaha....all i can do is just laugh at myself
FiL: that makes u so much higher than him
hahaha well at least that convo made me laugh.
you prolly think u know what and who the people are (yes more than one persons) that i am talking about in this entry....but i know u really have no idea. haha...this is the most cryptic journal entry i've written in months!
reminder: call lizet and liz
*sigh* new york: 1 day more