HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHELSEA Q-FACE!

tonight i had a fierce argument with a seven year old.
i won the fight by simply telling him that santa claus does not exist.
then he farted in my face.
twice.

so in conclusion, the moral of this story is:
tomorrow night, i am getting wasted.

fin.

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talk about random findings. chelsea and i were infront of my house today and out of nowhere this random gigantic basketball was just rolling down my street. so we took it of course.

BIG BASKETBALL BIG BASKETBALL REALLY REALLY BIG BASKETBALL:


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god bless wawa.

chelsea. i can always count on you for an adventure. thank you.

i explored the inside of the spyhouse tonight. no. i am not kidding. i drove myself and a few others down there tonight out of boredom. we were exploring and all of a sudden a park ranger opened the front door and invited us inside and showed us around. he even let us go upstairs. we explored every room. there's so many of them. he claims it's not ( Read more... )

she would have been 20 years old today.

this is really not fair at all.
i don't know. i can't explain anything i've been feeling lately.

i walked up to her grave and i just wanted to scream off the top of my lungs "SHE DOESN'T BELONG IN THERE!" arrrrkdfgjkfjnekryndf.

i got a car.

i want to scream and put it all back together.

i can still remember the last time i saw you. we were inside of dunkin' donuts with a whole bunch of people. you wanted me to come to a show with everyone and i didn't go. all i did was walk away, not even saying goodbye to you, not even looking over my shoulder.