Type your cut contents here.
Getting ready...

( Read more... )

it was horrible.
i've never actually watched someone lose all will to live, but then i did and it was really weird and sick.
he was a good guy, a fun guy.
i met him at grandma's funeral.
my dad is having a real tough time with it.

all you can do is love, man.

further proof that michael is a god:

"27 dozen oysters..."

" why would you go to google to search for porn in french?"

another relative of mine died. christ we are a dying breed. 
WATCH FOR FUCKING MOTORCYCLES, ASSHOLES.

oh yeah, ye fellow prom mates:  thursday -organized dance sequence, saturday- my house and then to dine we go

for SIX HOURS last night, i had to hold this comment to myself. and here it is, at last:

FUCKING GROW A PAIR, and then learn how to do your job.

i was sickened.

kannappi, the infamous michael clayton, storybook alleys, white hauntings, suicidal goose, bubbles,zombies/werewolves/dracula....

oh these nights
we are up to no good

things of late ( Read more... )

this has been the week of horrible, aweful, and hellish news.

tuesday was bad.
wednesday was really bad.
thursday i thought absolutely nothing could be worse.
then today happened. AND ITS GETTING WORSE BY THE MINUTE

but
this mean it really cant get worse, and must get better.
i hope

things are NOT working out

at all.

the only things i will miss about manual are the crazy intense conversations about werewolves, vampires, zombies, and things you could do in space.

dinner with my family for my mom's, discussed nothing but religion, sex offenders, and immigration reform.

god i love my family:)