you wouldn't care to ask me how my day went

[artt_ache]

Wow.
My weekend was good, but I wish I could say the same about when I got home.
And if you really care about what I'm writing, read the entire thing,
it could pertain to you.

First of all, My mom comes to pick me up from the school,
because I just gotten back from my trip.
She gets in the car and is like ''della, I need to talk to you''.
(I already know

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[itsnothardtolie]

hey guess what.
I'm a fucking airplane.
It'll have to take some pretty fucking amazing terrorists to bring this bitch down cause i'll kick their asses.
I love you.
everything will be okay.
And their is always a spare bedroom in my house...
actually you'd probably just sleep with me.
:]]]]
Okay.
Muahs

LOVEYOUBYE

[artt_ache]

iloveyousomuchhhhhh.