Yeah. Slow.
So. Courtney and I had another fight.
Surprise surprise.
I hate her.
It all started when she was being a stupid cunt all night so I stole her pot because she is a fucking dumb lying compulsive cunt-bag psycho fat pseudo gay punk core loser WHORE who needs to die soon.
I feel good with her out of my life.
Again.
Haha.
Today my group from english came over and we practiced our song for lord of the flies. It rocks some serious fucking socks.
Last thursday I had wine and cheese night with the crew. And we brought matt and tyler, and I fucking love tyler I miss him so much all I want to do is spend ALL my time with him because he is a hilarious fucking genius and everyone should have a tyler smith in their life.
I went shopping with diana and it was hella fun. Except for her ticket.
So. Brandon. Why don’t you call ME? If you’re really looking.
Hey jimmy face I miss you. What the fuck are you and brandon talking about being better off without? Did something happen that I do not know about? Tell me. Why did this have to happen as soon as ana and I started being friends? Whatever. I’m not worried. You’re still jimmy. I don’t ever believe you when you say you’re done.
I love you like hell though.
Hey marq you are a rad rad rad rad rad duder. I hella love you too.
Uuuum so today mani ditched me to go to sushi with courtney. And he never called me back. So I fucking hate him. Okay I don't really fucking hate him but I am mad.
Instead I watched resevoir dogs and then the beach. Both quality films. Harvey keitel is hot for and old guy.
I want to make presents for people.
I am trying to work on some homework but quite frankly that is just not happening.
I am so not satisfied with my life. At all. I need something more than this. I need more meaning. I’m sick of living here. I’m sick of being in my parent’s house. I’m sick of having no money and I’m sick of weighing too much and I’m sick of not being in love and I’m sick of having meaningless sex and I’m sick of fighting over stupid shit and I’m sick of people that I hate and I’m sick of hating people and I’m sick of having enemies and I’m sick of nothing ever working out for me. And I’m sick of assholes.
The end.
Make me happy.
Surprise surprise.
I hate her.
It all started when she was being a stupid cunt all night so I stole her pot because she is a fucking dumb lying compulsive cunt-bag psycho fat pseudo gay punk core loser WHORE who needs to die soon.
I feel good with her out of my life.
Again.
Haha.
Today my group from english came over and we practiced our song for lord of the flies. It rocks some serious fucking socks.
Last thursday I had wine and cheese night with the crew. And we brought matt and tyler, and I fucking love tyler I miss him so much all I want to do is spend ALL my time with him because he is a hilarious fucking genius and everyone should have a tyler smith in their life.
I went shopping with diana and it was hella fun. Except for her ticket.
So. Brandon. Why don’t you call ME? If you’re really looking.
Hey jimmy face I miss you. What the fuck are you and brandon talking about being better off without? Did something happen that I do not know about? Tell me. Why did this have to happen as soon as ana and I started being friends? Whatever. I’m not worried. You’re still jimmy. I don’t ever believe you when you say you’re done.
I love you like hell though.
Hey marq you are a rad rad rad rad rad duder. I hella love you too.
Uuuum so today mani ditched me to go to sushi with courtney. And he never called me back. So I fucking hate him. Okay I don't really fucking hate him but I am mad.
Instead I watched resevoir dogs and then the beach. Both quality films. Harvey keitel is hot for and old guy.
I want to make presents for people.
I am trying to work on some homework but quite frankly that is just not happening.
I am so not satisfied with my life. At all. I need something more than this. I need more meaning. I’m sick of living here. I’m sick of being in my parent’s house. I’m sick of having no money and I’m sick of weighing too much and I’m sick of not being in love and I’m sick of having meaningless sex and I’m sick of fighting over stupid shit and I’m sick of people that I hate and I’m sick of hating people and I’m sick of having enemies and I’m sick of nothing ever working out for me. And I’m sick of assholes.
The end.
Make me happy.