AND!!!!

i will not cut my bracelet off.

the end.

fuck anything you want.

i say fuck giving up.

and fuck fuck you's.

and fuck lying.

and fuck.

just fuck.

...and i had something to say too..

this is like the best weekend ever. i slept to the best music last night it was amazing. i've been sleeping to other awesome things. i had a slurpee at 1:30. and then i drew until i fell asleep. i saw jackie for the first time in a while it was nice but i didn't know what to say because neither of us were completely all there. i called! but ( Read more... )

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wow you suck.

(and if you're reading this you're not the one who sucks.)

wow...that's fucking annoying.

Dear Diary,
What the hell? I'm going to bitch to you, diary. I'm so sad, diary. Why am I so sad, Diary? The body count is rising, diary. Why are you doing this, diary? His mouth hardly ever opens, diary. But what more can you ask of a corpse, diary? I love you, diary. Don't fucking die on me.

la;kshg;lashg;lahsdg.

well indifference sucks and so does whatever i've got and so does whatever they have and so does being a coward.

my bike hasn't given me a ride in a little over three weeks on account of rain, band camp, and beaches and other things. now today. instead of a short ride to start me off. i'm riding to mount saint charles in about an hour. fuck sats. i miss some people.

i feel so fucking holy