weedle.

um wow.
the next three days...
Thursday-wake up go to work, then go to the funeral home.

friday-wake up go to work, then go to the funeral home.

saturday-go to funeral.

umm. crappy. :/

at least I'll have you with me. <3

fuck death.
FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK IT.

I CAN NOT DEAL WITH THIS.
OH MY GOD.

hell yes.
i love the brittany (or as laa-raa says BRITTANEE) spears song.

i hafta poop. :/

ooooo the taste of your lips....bleh.
hah.
hahaha.

HAH.

i just typed lala instead of haha.
hah.
hahaaahahaahahaha.

can you feel it now?

you make me horny.
goodnight.

never ever date a guy thats in a fucking band.

i am feeling incredibly great today.
probably, cause yesterday made me happy.

this customer in the lobby smells so good.
i just wanna smell her forever.
that sounded scary.

i wanna smell him forever.
boys that smell incredible are my weakness.
mmmm<3

I GOT MY FUCKING PENS IN THE MAIL.
hah.

ex oh ex oh.
electra.

i want to run away.

he turns me on.

could things actually get better? I am so unbelieveably happy. this is going to be a fantastic year. I can feel it. woo-hoo.

I owe it all to you.

everyone go see Elise McCoy at Cuppacino's in Grosse Pointe on SATURDAY MARCH 6th. be there at 8. costage=$5.00.

dude. im so high, i dont know whats going on.
im gonna ralph.