Home was not where the heart was
I just got home from band camp.. Whoo... kinda. I have like a million "that one time at band camp.." stories but I don't really feel like sharing. I was hoping to get a warm welcome but my friends are all gone and the girl of my dreams left me. Go figure. I swear it all of those chain letters I broke. The on I recently broke.. It came true. So here is a fair warning to anyone who wants to send me one.. If you even so much as think of sending somefucking lame chain letter I will come to your house and I will beat your face in with a fucking hammer. Then I will rip off your arm, set it on fire, and shove it down your mangled throat. Do you fucking get it?