im the one.
sick plans in effect. i hope that they really go down as planned. i wonder how many girls lost their virginity last night...tight like prom night. i feel like i got thrown down a flight of stairs or something. probably just sore from trying that wallride so many times. have these two real gnarly bruises/cuts on my legs. im stoked. i need to get another haircut. this shit looks retarded. ate a nice christian breakfast from chic-fil-a this mornin. delish. damn im bored. i wish i was lying in bed, with just the sheets wrapped around me. i feel like im an outcast, wherever i go...its weird. but i still had a lot of fun last night. together we stand divided we fall. i cant believe some of the things ive seen. the weirdest people come in the shop, asking for the most random stuff ever. cigarettes, sweat bands, food. i dont know how they get these ideas. everyones back from college.