I HATE THIS SHIT
man fuck... i always fuck shit up man, i realize this now..... hmm.. so what.. damn though. damn... fuckin theres too many fuckin things on my mind, i feel like, i dont even know. fuck man i hate when i get like that, its like *u confuse me so much like iono, i cant explain it. like i think things are good and shit and then bam! shit happens. i say how i feel and then bam! shit happens. i dont mean for this to happen, u know how i feel about other people, "its a habbit", im sorry... if that does anything, i dont know what to do.* friday i chilled with evan, omar, billy, richard, and jeff and that shit was fun as fuck. plus i had some pastells so i tagged everywhere cuz we fuckin walked for miles man i swear. saturday i got fitted for some bullshit ass quincenera that i have to be in.i fuckin hate quinceneras, i fuckin hate them, well being in them, the partys are tight, and then i went to that church carnival with my baby. that shit was tight i guess, i tagged on that flippy ride 2 times lol. then sunday i didnt do a god damn thing, some family came over, but i was in my room because as soon as someone asks me a question i get in trouble for answering it... yeah. fuckin finals.. my bad fool if shit goes down the wrong way, it wont though, but if it does u can sock my face. iono what else to write... LATE.