not very exciting.

This weekend... had goods, but so many bads.

So many bads.

Problems with my family.
Problems with my dad.
Problems with my mom.

Problems with my closest friends.

Guys, Im so sorry.

This was bad.

Monday, Here I Come.
Come on Sean, just put that smile on one more time.
Big Finish.

without a livejournal im not tempted to ruin peoples moods or lives.

Also

Pricks wont piss me off quite so much.
Pricks wont ruin my moods.
Lives doesn't apply. Their not worth it.

Besides this thing is bullshit anyway.

Peace.

I open my journal page....
It says "Restore From Saved Draft?"

And I click "OK" without even thinking about it
As I clicked it i think.
"Shit. This is not going to make me happy."

I was fucking right.

I'm feelin' just fine and it feels good.

And personally.
I don't give a damn what your father thinks malofy


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No entry can explain what just happened.

I just wish you weren't pissed.

If I Didn't know any better....

I'd say this little room of mine cleans up pretty damn well...

HeHe.

Ready?
Steady?
(Not for long.) Start.

No one likes you.
Die.

DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE.

I HOPE
YOUR
VAGINA

EATS YOU

IP this.

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On another note..... please don't be mad at me....
I'm sorry.

And i'm saying this because you still sounded angry....

NO I FUCKING LOVE THE GOLDEN GIRLS

You know what I love.

Tanya Freakin Littlefield.
and the Golden Girls....

And now.... a martini.

It keeps gettin better.

You're stupid

And Gay.