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Its wednesday i think, and I'm hoping that this blasted computwer doesnt chang my fuckiin words around. The jr. prom is in two days and i got sick last night. I'm goin though... no matter what. Ive got my dress.. a strapless black satin gown, fitted flawlessly withe a white border around the top... its gorgeous and so long. I'll go all out withe my makeup, and the red lipstick. I think I'll wear my doc marten boots and im psyched. I hope natalie its okay, because we're supposed to go together and if i have problems at the door im gonna be royally fuckiin pissed.
yesterday vince and i got into this stupid arguemtn and decided never to talk again, and he was home wit bronchitis. He came to school to do somethin about it, and dammmn was i stunned when he showed up. Its crazy of him, but hes good at the crazy shit. i keep passing out, and i just wanna sleep... but i cant.
yesterday vince and i got into this stupid arguemtn and decided never to talk again, and he was home wit bronchitis. He came to school to do somethin about it, and dammmn was i stunned when he showed up. Its crazy of him, but hes good at the crazy shit. i keep passing out, and i just wanna sleep... but i cant.