what to do
im very very very confused with my life right now.
i mean honestly. micah scholes knows what i mean when i say "who the fuck taught these bitches to have backbones" YOUR NOT SUPPOSED TO DO THAT!! lol
iiii mean. im scared.
cause.
yeah ive joined this click.
im one of the boys now.
but i have so many friends i dont see anymore.
most of you are being haters.
but most of you arent at the same time.
like wtf are my jeff kids. my corydon kids. my bum fuck kentucky kids.
where my niggaas at.
apparently im crazy and i need help
quote from my grandma.
she called my doctor and told her how i act when im home.
and now i have to go for a fuckin evaluation.
the reason im always in a bad mood at home is because when i get home im hungover and everyone over here is clucked out. the two dont mix well.
i quit.
oh and the guy thing.
done with it.
after this weekend. fuck guys.
im not even gunna think about them. its not worth it
there is one guy that ive been slightly atttracted to that hasnt fucked his chance up yet. :]
but i dont want anyone. ugh
changing my friends thing on myspace was weird today.
i sound gay. but it really did suck
every weekend is wasted on this devilish grin i get when thoughts come into play.
i think i might be done.
but then whats next.
if not this than whats that.
switches corses. i think so.
keepin a secret life.
chyeahh buddddy
i dont care. call me a cluck call me a loser. call me anything.
drug test me bitch. see if coke comes up in my system. 100 dollars says it wont.
and fuck you for saying im not going anywhere.
youll be saying ohshitfuck when your still stuck in the 812 when im OUT of here making something of myself.
remember im the one with the job.
im the one that pays my bills
im the one that busts there ass every fuckin day.
just to prove i have responsibilty
so you can stop with the shananigans.
more important subjects.
tomorrow i organize.
my life.
and my everything.
wow this entry was kind of just me venting.
kylie sample ily.
katie flanigan we need to do the damn thing sometime soon.
could we just like have everyone whos mad at me for not hanging with them because i have a job meet at one place and time. so i can see you.
cause you keep on yelllin at me and getting more and more angry that im not hanging out.
but if you want to see me.
come to tumblweed lol im sorry but.. all work and no play makes me a dullll girrl.
i mean honestly. micah scholes knows what i mean when i say "who the fuck taught these bitches to have backbones" YOUR NOT SUPPOSED TO DO THAT!! lol
iiii mean. im scared.
cause.
yeah ive joined this click.
im one of the boys now.
but i have so many friends i dont see anymore.
most of you are being haters.
but most of you arent at the same time.
like wtf are my jeff kids. my corydon kids. my bum fuck kentucky kids.
where my niggaas at.
apparently im crazy and i need help
quote from my grandma.
she called my doctor and told her how i act when im home.
and now i have to go for a fuckin evaluation.
the reason im always in a bad mood at home is because when i get home im hungover and everyone over here is clucked out. the two dont mix well.
i quit.
oh and the guy thing.
done with it.
after this weekend. fuck guys.
im not even gunna think about them. its not worth it
there is one guy that ive been slightly atttracted to that hasnt fucked his chance up yet. :]
but i dont want anyone. ugh
changing my friends thing on myspace was weird today.
i sound gay. but it really did suck
every weekend is wasted on this devilish grin i get when thoughts come into play.
i think i might be done.
but then whats next.
if not this than whats that.
switches corses. i think so.
keepin a secret life.
chyeahh buddddy
i dont care. call me a cluck call me a loser. call me anything.
drug test me bitch. see if coke comes up in my system. 100 dollars says it wont.
and fuck you for saying im not going anywhere.
youll be saying ohshitfuck when your still stuck in the 812 when im OUT of here making something of myself.
remember im the one with the job.
im the one that pays my bills
im the one that busts there ass every fuckin day.
just to prove i have responsibilty
so you can stop with the shananigans.
more important subjects.
tomorrow i organize.
my life.
and my everything.
wow this entry was kind of just me venting.
kylie sample ily.
katie flanigan we need to do the damn thing sometime soon.
could we just like have everyone whos mad at me for not hanging with them because i have a job meet at one place and time. so i can see you.
cause you keep on yelllin at me and getting more and more angry that im not hanging out.
but if you want to see me.
come to tumblweed lol im sorry but.. all work and no play makes me a dullll girrl.