Reach down your hand in your pocket, pull out some hope for me.
So, today was a good day. I'm still very sick (and Dylan makes fun of me everyday), but some interesting conversations took place. =]. I need to fix this. Seriously, I had ADD, and this is what I didn't want to happen. grrrrrr.
But, on a good note, my research paper is 2033 words without quotes =]. aahahhahaaha.
I think people who edit other people's pictures to make them feel bad about themselves are immature =P... Oh, and I had something else to say, but I forgot what it was... I'll figure it out. Anyway, my scheme is pretty much working. Sometimes I feel bad, but then I remember, she's a batch.
The personal pizzas that mother bought pretty much suck ass, and I had one before she got home, because she got home late, and now she's going to buy herself food, but I'm not hungry so I got screwed out of that...
I lied, I don't remember what it was that I was going to say. aighttt, peace. (damn it feels good to be a gangster.)
But, on a good note, my research paper is 2033 words without quotes =]. aahahhahaaha.
I think people who edit other people's pictures to make them feel bad about themselves are immature =P... Oh, and I had something else to say, but I forgot what it was... I'll figure it out. Anyway, my scheme is pretty much working. Sometimes I feel bad, but then I remember, she's a batch.
The personal pizzas that mother bought pretty much suck ass, and I had one before she got home, because she got home late, and now she's going to buy herself food, but I'm not hungry so I got screwed out of that...
I lied, I don't remember what it was that I was going to say. aighttt, peace. (damn it feels good to be a gangster.)