haha this game i swurrr.
"still confused why i came up".
stay that way, sweetheart.
kate and our blood sucking game. hah
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watching about feral children.
and damnnn i want noodles and broccoli again. but i have neeeither oh shiiite.
i guess a wrap. or somethin. i dunno.
actually hungry though. tummy is a growlin.
What is love but tolerance?
Thats all it is.
One night i stayed at bobs house.
all i remember was waking up and leaving. bright sunny morning.
hah.
i love how my highdeas journal (handwritten), and regular handwritten journals are so much deeper and in depth than this.
this is more of a rant and a oh shit i dont want to forget this type thing.
plus my highdeas has sooo many drawings / paintings / notes taped in it/ pictures/ etc.44
oh i miss nate.
and boob is gorgeous in a really, really, reallly wrong way.