Just like a paper tiger torn apart by idle hands....
Didn't go see DEP last night. Lindsey and I went to the mall and to eat and to the movies. Saw Wicker Park. Started to cry but held back. Fuck this emo shit. After I took her home, Britney and I went to eat (I'm fat, fuck off) at Perkin's and listened to crazy black people talk about how Catholics enjoy sex or some crazy nonsense. It was hilarious. We're hanging out again tonight. I love her.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISSY! I totally made you something and it rules. Next Friday you can have it. At Chuck E. Cheese. I hope you're having an amazing day.
"My love is getting gang raped by a group of money hungry crocidiles"
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISSY! I totally made you something and it rules. Next Friday you can have it. At Chuck E. Cheese. I hope you're having an amazing day.
"My love is getting gang raped by a group of money hungry crocidiles"