My summer has been fucking of the chain on the reals. I went to London, then a week later to Florida to visit Melyssa, and have been home ever since. But every day is awesome. So much random stuff has happened and I want it all to keep happening. fuck school.

Dear _____________________,

This is your hair. I'm lost. Where am I?

I'M IN ENGLAND

jifjkajfk;eajf

BEERCATS

BITCHES NEED TO STOP TALKIN SHIT.

THATS ALL I CAN SAY.

I AINT NO FUCK UP.

my birthday party was fucking amazing. my dad rented the governor's suite at the stephen f. austin hotel downtown and bought us some drank. a million people showed up and i had a great time until we were kicked out. if you didnt go, then you missed out big time. pictures will appear whenever i find my camera.

MY 17TH BIRTHDAY PARTY IS ON MARCH 24TH (THE DAY BEFORE MY ACTUAL BIRTHDAY) AT MY DAD'S APARTMENT DOWNTOWN. EVERYONE IS GOING TO DIE. COME IF YOU WANT.

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