i just got off of work from an almost 13 hour day, being screamed at and degraded by my boss.
hes awful. that place is awful. I smell like gyro and food.
my body is aching yet my mother is the one vocally complaining about how i am gagging her.

sorry mom. one of us has to work.

i just smoke a joint.
all alone.

im feel good.

im leaving for new york tomorrow morning for a beautiful week long adventure on my own.

i have not been this excited since i cant even remember.

things are going good.

i think this will be great for me.
im staying in a hostel with like all these people i dont know which should be pretty interesting.
life is nice, although my legs hurt.

god =]

i am sitting here being filmed by mtv and forcing  a conversation with my mother.

dear god.

smite me.

i think i spelled that incorrectly

i cant sleep.
i feel really sick.

=[

 i suck dick for coke.
(i seeen it!)

life is nice. busy and crazy but nice.
i love being active and with people, but i love just watching movies on my own too.

i dont want to anymoreeeeeeeeeeeeeee. not youuuuuuu ahhh.
god i wish you would like back off a bit.

oh wells.
3 days till summer.

not.

rain.

movie.

sleep.

dear god, make her shut the fuck up.

no more in. none. 800 maxxx.  i threw. dcd7u.
gross.

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things are good.
all around.
changing changing.

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