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I don’t like when people talk about god around me. Do you really believe what youre saying? And another thing….. It makes me feel…small?
Okay so let say big bad jc is sitting up there within the smoky foggy clouds on his red…no gold chair….and its all on him right. This one dude, decided everything that happens to us, and everything that happens around us, and controls everything. Doesn’t that make you feel like ….. microscopic…like you have no reaaal control over what happens to you, so what the point of even…living…is someone is just playing dolls with you. Whats the point of believing in that. it’s scary and why would you believe in something that scares you right.
No one’s playing with me.
I guess, im all twisted. All I know is, everything happens for a reason, and everything that happens to you is because you make it happen to you, the universe gives you what you want…. If you really want it bad enough.
Anyway….
Dawny’s coming to have her hair shampooed tomorrow. Wooooo.
Dress cute for the hottie in my class baby gurrrl.
And I don’t work again til monaday…. Soooo lets party! Or something like it.
I love Italian boys that drink vino and cook really well.
Like in america’s next top model.
Can one marry me please???
Oh oh annnndddd
Fucking T G I F !!!!
HELLA
oh and can i add to this entry the third most embarrasing moment of my life. I told the fizzolies worker i had gas the other day. i really meant to say "i just purchased gas for my car" but instead i said, "oh no, i don't have money because i got gas!" it sounded really bad. and it was terrible.
im sad that my first haircut wasn't verry good. so this weekend...i need to drown my sorrows...... with liquor.
can we make that happen for me?
Okay so let say big bad jc is sitting up there within the smoky foggy clouds on his red…no gold chair….and its all on him right. This one dude, decided everything that happens to us, and everything that happens around us, and controls everything. Doesn’t that make you feel like ….. microscopic…like you have no reaaal control over what happens to you, so what the point of even…living…is someone is just playing dolls with you. Whats the point of believing in that. it’s scary and why would you believe in something that scares you right.
No one’s playing with me.
I guess, im all twisted. All I know is, everything happens for a reason, and everything that happens to you is because you make it happen to you, the universe gives you what you want…. If you really want it bad enough.
Anyway….
Dawny’s coming to have her hair shampooed tomorrow. Wooooo.
Dress cute for the hottie in my class baby gurrrl.
And I don’t work again til monaday…. Soooo lets party! Or something like it.
I love Italian boys that drink vino and cook really well.
Like in america’s next top model.
Can one marry me please???
Oh oh annnndddd
Fucking T G I F !!!!
HELLA
oh and can i add to this entry the third most embarrasing moment of my life. I told the fizzolies worker i had gas the other day. i really meant to say "i just purchased gas for my car" but instead i said, "oh no, i don't have money because i got gas!" it sounded really bad. and it was terrible.
im sad that my first haircut wasn't verry good. so this weekend...i need to drown my sorrows...... with liquor.
can we make that happen for me?