...why am i dieing to live if i'm just living to die?...
journal update:
life is good. i work two jobs, i work on my cars, i drive around as fast as i can, i drink, i hang out with my friends (although i wish i could hang out with the ones reading this more), i'm saving all sorts of money and not buying anything 'cause i don't really need anything, my family is good and we're all getting along, i'm planning on moving in with andy and johnson into a badass house, and best of all, vegas is getting closer and closer. i don't update too much because shit is all the same for me. it's all good.
life is good. i work two jobs, i work on my cars, i drive around as fast as i can, i drink, i hang out with my friends (although i wish i could hang out with the ones reading this more), i'm saving all sorts of money and not buying anything 'cause i don't really need anything, my family is good and we're all getting along, i'm planning on moving in with andy and johnson into a badass house, and best of all, vegas is getting closer and closer. i don't update too much because shit is all the same for me. it's all good.