Sometimes i wonder what the fuck i am doing. Sometimes i pretend like i care, and other times i pretend like no one else cares...this way no ones feelings get hurt. No more searching for a fight. It'll find me anyway. Bowling? (Insert bad decision.)
Does anyone even use this thing anymore? If so, things are okay incase you've been wondering... but this feeling of fall brings back a horrible creeping anxiety that makes it hard to breathe. I hate this feeling.
So...I just had to open a bottle of coke using plyers. I think I need to start lifting weights, cause I'm not used to not having a man around the house.
my brother is the younger version of me. (to an extent. I love him to death,) but now I hate being 17-18.) Oh wait I'm not. I want to go to the party so bad!!! Ahhh!!! I love him...ever since he broke his jaw... hahahaha!!! I love you Aaron Miles.
So lisa looked at my crotch today...I didnt know what to think about it at first, but then she told me how hot my guns are, and how she hates oral
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Grow up...seriously. I don't owe anyone an apology, and if i did...i wouldn't apologize anyway. So either get over it, or come and have a word with me. Otherwise, quit the shit talk.