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ok so i just took this little poll thing and it was asking where i thought i would be in ten years, and everybody else was all "married, two kids; married and in seattle; and then i said in jail or dead. god what a great future. i hate it sometimes, i really have no idea how my life is gonna end up. not even a clue. i change so much so fast that i will never be able to know. and its losing my interest. i really dont care anymore. i havent planned a damn thing in like more than a month. not one fucking thing. ive talked about planning things but no. nothing. ive had a pretty fucked up month, but at the same time one of the most incredible, amazing, awesome months. i mean today is my birthday and it has been the most boring day ive had in a while. but i think im gonna make my mom take me out to dinner and then go buy me pants, girls pants. at goodwill. that could be fun. COULD. but tomorrow night should be fun. gettin trashed at the apartment. i love it. i wish i could get trashed there tonight. but no, big chillin with mammy. uh. we were gonna go see a movie and then i remembered that i absolutely hate movie theaters, so scratch that idea. I WANT TO SMOKE SOME WEED! a lot of it. if i get ANY money for my birthday, im gonna buy weed and sit down and smoke it all, with whoevers there. and we're gonna get really ripped and then i dont know. we'll play it by ear. (that is the weirdest expression). I JUST WANT TO PARTY. with anybody. with somebody.
who wants to party?
who wants to party?