whatever.

Green Day. gillette stadium. september third. presale tickes go on sale tuesday morning.

grounds for skipping school to wait online for the very second tickets go on sale? i'd say so.

GOD FUCKING DAMMIT SON OF A BITCHASS GAY FUCKING SHIT-FUCKER COCK-SUCKING PUSSYASS MOTHERFUCKER.

fuck this shit.

i don't know anymore.

i just don't know.

....not that it matters.

this week went by pretty fast. i'm so fucking sick of school.

not too much went on the past few days. it's been kinda boring, actually.

yeah...

i just coughed while eating a cracker and sent a shower of crumbs onto my keyboard.

crap.

i fucking hate mondays ( Read more... )

so yeah, today was ok. had a sub my last two periods on school, which is pretty cool.

then i hung out with you.

then i come home, and what's sitting on my porch? MY CREEPERS. fuck yes.

and then Green Day tonight.

quite a way to start my weekend, if i do say so myself.

i found this, i think i had it in here before but what the hell.

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the night is cold. cold as the hands that hold every ounce of my being.

and yet, it's the warmest feeling i've ever felt

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yeah...this shit probably doesn't make sense to anyone

but it does to me. that's all that matters.