FUCK THE STUPID 5 INCHES OF SNOW >:o

shitttt

i like...

lots of snow

hi

Soo he didn't do anything.

He didn't even tell my mom.

Props to daddy-oh.

So, I was sitting there smoking.

Outside of a local bands concert.

And guess who I see in the driveway once my cigarette is almost done.

My dad.

fall out boy = hotttt

shopping tomorrow = hott

me + hott guy = hottt

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so im eating this bread

hoping i feel better

I'm really tired of the internet.

But when I stay the night at friends houses that's all they do...the internet.

And when I'm by myself with the guys at the skatepark without any girls it's real awkward.

:(

I'm so fucking sick. It's not even funny anymore.

Zak tried to convince me it was because I started smoking again.

I believed him until it got this bad.

It's okay. Everyone who drank the *stuff* after me has it too.

Or they should.

And if they don't I'll make sure they get it.

Sometimes I hold my breath and wonder if I ever really want to breathe in again. I usually wonder what the world would be like without me. Am I life changing? If I wasn't alive would cancer be cured? World hunger end? Violence in the street all of a sudden stop? Right now, I should be doing my work. Instead I'm writing on this shitty piece of paper ( Read more... )