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sometimes when i think about going back home, i get kind of sick. i mean, i miss my family, and i miss my friends, but sometimes i feel like its just all a mistake to go home. maybe i really am better off here. where i can meet new people and make new friends and do whatever i basically want. im finally on my own now. so im livin it upppp.
i cut my hair. like a week ago. its above my shoulders. i happen to enjoy it.
last night we bought lingerie for my friend, molly, because her birthday is comming up soon. we are throwing her a penis party. we went to condom kingdom and got penis balloons and were going back to get penis straws, penis plasticware? and crap like that. it will be sweet i guess.
i really dont like imacs.
im going clubbing tomorrow night. that will be sweet. im happy.
im not coming back online anymore. ever. bye
i cut my hair. like a week ago. its above my shoulders. i happen to enjoy it.
last night we bought lingerie for my friend, molly, because her birthday is comming up soon. we are throwing her a penis party. we went to condom kingdom and got penis balloons and were going back to get penis straws, penis plasticware? and crap like that. it will be sweet i guess.
i really dont like imacs.
im going clubbing tomorrow night. that will be sweet. im happy.
im not coming back online anymore. ever. bye