shattered glass broken looks && mascara gets washed away by windshield wiper blades.

[this_isxthe_end]

everything seems to be really really good at the moment.
i'm trying to make things even better, but it's pretty good right now.
it's almost as if things are too good.
that's when my paranoid side kicks in.
i get a thought in my head that it's all just some conspiracy bullshit against me.
then i'm like, what the fuck, why.
i don't know, but it's possible. wouldn't be surprised, i'm just really hoping it's not.
nevertheless, i guess i don't really care.
well, of course i do. but whatever.
things are still pretty sweet.
i've had my license for a week, and i don't think i've driven legally once.
sweet life.
karinne and i applied at ac moore.
that stores kinda weird and smells funny but apparently they pay good.
and it doesn't look like there's much to do there.
and i guess they need two more people.
so we better fucking get hired.
i had my cardiologist appointment today.
apparently i have vasso vagley? i have no fucking clue how to spell it.
but it's not that serious. so that's a relief.


this basically speaks for itself.






PINEAPPLE.




easycheese<3.




ohh but i'm still at a loss for words.
whatever. =)