Let's commit social suicide.
See how much trouble we can stir up.
None of you have ever seen what real life is,
anyway,
So why don't we fuck it up while we still can?

Nothing.
High school.
'Romance.'
College.
'Romance.'
Shit jobs.
'Romance.'
New cars.
New cities.
Romance.
Nothing.

It'll all be over as soon as you can say ( Read more... )

What's worse, drinking or smoking weed?

Also, STFU.

Hot spit!

I gots me a job! At Mickey D's!
Orientation is the first Monday after school lets out.

For some reason, I'm incredibly excited to start working there. I haven't had a job in a while, and the money is going to be awesome. Especially since I won't be spending any on gas!

Every night I have haunting dreams that I'm happy and in love.
Every morning I wake up more lonely than the morning before.

To live in my dreams would be torture though, with nothing to live for and nothing to work for. Still, I can't wait for the days when loving is easy and I don't have anything childish to worry about.

So yeah ( Read more... )

I think I'm going to go into the Peace Corps after MGCCC. 27 months of doing something completely different and possibly awesome really appeals to me. And, as a plus, they give you $6,000 at the end of your term to help you transition back into normal life. Not a good salary for two years, but that's not the point anyway.

[EDIT]I actually signed ( Read more... )

Sometimes, I like to make situations awkward for people because I find their reactions extremely funny.
I'm also a blatant ass-hole to my public speaking professor, but he's to busy to being a total dick himself to notice.

That's how bored I am.

Sigh... I can't wait for summer break.

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Kick ass Easter, guys. Really.
But I wish mom would've taken me back to school... I didn't buy any food.

oh, and I DIDN'T GET ANY FREAKIN WAR HEADS.
I'm sad. D:
See the sad face? Yeah. And I can make him cry. D;
Because I cried.

I cried.

I found a sad little caterpillar on the side walk close to another that had been smushed. It wasn't moving much, so I picked it up, put it in a jar with some leaves and a branch, and it's already making a cocoon! I thought it was going to die! The guy had bald spots and barely moved, haha. I hope it comes out pretty.