Jun 04, 2005 09:11
hawt.
weird. matt janoska was looking at my shit and it was just weird. he was my boyfriend in 1st grade. ive barely talked to him since then, when the fuck did we grow up? or at least grow as old as we'll ever be that we could still end up around eachother. weird.
EVERYTHINGS JUST WEIRD.
i can drive. i picked up ryan and we listened to ja rule and bumped through the slums. hes a good co pilot, he knows how to get around sayville. i don't.
i run things over.
i wanted to go to the diner last night. i still want to go. i want to pick up my cousins and go to the diner and eat an omlette and calm down and try to celebrate.
life?
rizzo's special.
all my friends are special.
maggies pictures of all of us made my life. she captured all of us and its amazing. the end.
this is like verbal slaughter.
i can't say much right now but that.
byye