here are things that happen...
i work, i go to school. i drink alcoholic drinks. i smoke illegal substances. i live in flint, michigan, where fucking everyone and their mom is a biggot fucking ass hole. my friends greg and alfonzo were called the n-word by some fucking city official guys with fucking sheriff's shit on their shirt when they were out tonight. i mean, fuck some people being racist. what's the big fucking deal? i wish, i really wish that everyone could just get along. like for real, if i had one wish, it would be world peace. honestly. why do people have to judge? i hate it. gd it. also, i hate when people that i've been friends with for a wicked long time, don't fucking answer their phone or EVER call me back. i really, really love it when that happens. honestly. today i got up, had some mcdonalds, went to work, made fucking shit for money, went home, went to bar, got drunk-izzle, called friends, not a fucking one answered their phone, not like i expected anyone to, came home, got online, checked shit up, proceeded to be lame. lame, lame, lame. i hate this town. it just brings me down. laura really really really really(in case you haven't realized how bad this is yet, it's awfully, terribly bad) needs to find man-friend. i am just getting angry about that jazz. i don't think i can further my education in flint, michigan. definitely not the place for me. the place for ribs, maybe...the place for lc, definitely not. speaking of lc, i am a fucking bitch. speaking of which...disregard(or however you spell it) everything that i have said.