this hair scrunchy is going to hell.
ew i hate my other entrees. i'm a sour dick, hey. think i'm gettin a lot more bored lately and that's why i've been writing. i woke up about an hour ago (notice sleeping schedule=stable) and i had like 5 cookies from the jar. (mom made them)
people always stay online and never even talk. when they do, the conversation’s sticky. they are the people who ask "what's up" and not realize how stupid it is. someone who greets me with such a boring question deserves to be answered with a boring response. suck dat.
thinking about making baby bop give someone head is so hilarious and perverse. i love it. the floor upstairs squeaks and hearing it is cringing. i assume that i'll get use to it, but right now it's a worm in your apple.
yesterday ian and i hung out around 11. we saw justin and jimbo and oh yeah, brian for like half a second. i had 21 dollars yesterday and boy was it exciting. i was so happy to have money and now... it's all gone. on food. it'sa shame really, but it was a nice meal. i'm never doing it again. allison would have loved me if she was there because almost always i refuse to spend the greens on food. i'm not going to call her for until she calls me. i'm tired of calling that baby. today's an open book. i hated that. i planned on getting something different done to my hair, but no money is bad news. wanted to have it before school started, but oh well. i crave more cookies. i don't care what i do today. i don't want anyone to call me.
P.S. my name is john frieda, and i get lots of ass.
people always stay online and never even talk. when they do, the conversation’s sticky. they are the people who ask "what's up" and not realize how stupid it is. someone who greets me with such a boring question deserves to be answered with a boring response. suck dat.
thinking about making baby bop give someone head is so hilarious and perverse. i love it. the floor upstairs squeaks and hearing it is cringing. i assume that i'll get use to it, but right now it's a worm in your apple.
yesterday ian and i hung out around 11. we saw justin and jimbo and oh yeah, brian for like half a second. i had 21 dollars yesterday and boy was it exciting. i was so happy to have money and now... it's all gone. on food. it'sa shame really, but it was a nice meal. i'm never doing it again. allison would have loved me if she was there because almost always i refuse to spend the greens on food. i'm not going to call her for until she calls me. i'm tired of calling that baby. today's an open book. i hated that. i planned on getting something different done to my hair, but no money is bad news. wanted to have it before school started, but oh well. i crave more cookies. i don't care what i do today. i don't want anyone to call me.
P.S. my name is john frieda, and i get lots of ass.