lindsy is the love of my life. and even though im giving my body to someone else right now my soul belongs to her. i don't really have a soul. its a figure of speech. 2 dates= slutty 3 weeks= just about right. and i can do this. im not a hoe.
im fucking tired. kristina can burn in the fires of hell!!! when i come home late everyone knows to leave me alone in the morning. i am a grump and 95% of the time can't remember my words or actions. so why has krissi tried the past 3 days to wake me up before 8?? it just doesn't make sense to me. and its rude. like her persistant lack of pants.hoe
i think i should be more careful when pulling out of my drive way. my dad still won't talk to me about anything but cleaning. cars are just material things right??
the weekend is over and my bank account is empty. but the memories are worth it. i really outdid myself for shane's birthday. dinner, boat ride, bonfire, party, bar drink DRINK DRINK
shane and i are best friends and thats all that matters. except he threw my rubiks cube out the window because it pissed him off. and i just learned the first step!!! but i love halloween. dressing up is fun. and frank the tank is funny. and stupid drunk girls are annoying. and i love i love i love .........................
its never really easy with them. but, hey, its worth the effort. you never know what could happen. but if it happens i don't know how my friends will react. its different. for me. yup.