im tired of obituaries.
so last week i went with colin and jenna to charleston. i was driving down the road and randomly see chris walking down the side so i screamed out the window and completely dodged oncoming traffic to get to him. it was awesome to see chris and rane again. i love those boys more than ife itself. we ran out of money, so jenna and i spanged 35 dollars at a gas station and then some awesome guy filled up her entire gas tank. instead of using the money for important stuff, the 5 of us got a hotel room and i ditched work for 2 days and made up a complete bullshit story about how i went deaf and had to go to the hospital.
worked like a fucking charm.
i swear i could be like "i got abducted by giant purple cockroaches!" and they would still believe me.
i called my mom about 4 billion times for mothers day but she didn't pick up or return my calls.
figures. ugh...
everything else is consistant. repetitive.
i got an email from chris!
worked like a fucking charm.
i swear i could be like "i got abducted by giant purple cockroaches!" and they would still believe me.
i called my mom about 4 billion times for mothers day but she didn't pick up or return my calls.
figures. ugh...
everything else is consistant. repetitive.
i got an email from chris!