its me again the stupid loser with no friends
my title ryhmed. so anyways i have no good qualities to offer anyone who reads this. or anyone in general. my dad thinks i'm on drugs and wants to drug test me, lol yeah right where the hell does he get that. no i want him to test me but i want to know when, so the day before i ccan go smoke a few ounces.is that possible even? no one comments on my journal either. except ron and she only does it because she feels sorry for me. i hate everything. marks gonna break up with me becuase i am fucked up, gosshssssssssssssss i want to move to fiji by myself with no friends for real, and since no one is around except like maybe a few wild wolves from the jungle i wont even have to hate my life or be jealous of other peoples cause i wont even see them. but i bet the second i become happy a hurricane will come (can there be hurricanes by fiji?) and wipe out my entire commune of me and myself. i just want to jump of a cliff, except there arent any in florida. holy shit