Jan 02, 2007 02:11
First, I will get the negative points over with.
*Fuck being broke and stressing about it.
*Fuck tha po-lice for making me even more broke and stressed. Shouldn't you pigs be out planting crack on Mexicans, or stinkin' up a Krispy Kreme somewhere? Leave me alone already.
*Fuck burning through my cigarettes like crazy even though I know I can't afford more when they're gone. Damnit.
*Fuck Firefox. It's crashed like 3 times just as I've been writing this. This is SUPPOSED to be the GOOD browser.
*Fuck... fuck.
There. Got the negative points out, simple and painless. And now, the positive.
*I guess now I can officially say that Bri is my girl.
*Bri IS my girl.
*Pot is kinda hard to turn down, but not as hard as I thought it would be. I can do this. I'm anxious to see what I can do with my reality when I'm not constantly trying to escape it.
*BRI IS MY GIRL, MOTHAFUCKA!!!
It seems so surreal that I'm saying that. :)
The End.