it smells like 666 in here.aaahhhhhhhhaa. fuck.
my real birthday was spent waking up to ron&timmy yelling about getting high,stuff that's boring,beer at emos, & feeling out of it. im not capable of an intelligent conversation. i wish people would shut up sometimes. why must you end your sentences with "you know?" to make sure im paying attention. i dont know, & im not paying attention. people give me anxiety attacks. i need... to marry
neal from rock star: inxs. MTV called about blacken party crew and they might get their own tv show unless adam fucked it up. i had a dream donald trump kissed me.