Shit is definitely hitting me now. I'm done High School in two weeks. Prom is next Friday. It's real.
Good times with friends are making me happy. I love it. The only thing that I do not love is the fact that I have absolutley no money whatsoever. Scene.
"When I die, I want my ashes to be made into a bong. Then, it'll be put on a mantel with a picture of me, and on the anniversary of my death, everybody smokes it."
I want something unbelievably amazingly awesome to happen to me. It sounds awkward and maybe kind of selfish? But I'm tired of my life being neutral, and that is what it has been lately. Quite plain, kind of tiring
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