im going to the virgin islands and you arent so suck me the fuck off. good day.

o shit son. say word. ashlie is a dork. she is buzz. kyle is sitting indian style. there are scattered compact discs on the desk. there is evidence of ashlie wearing handkerchiefs on her lid. odd. camera. im sweating in this hooded sweatshirt. befitting. odd. i wonder if the printer works. probably. kylie is going to look hot and ( Read more... )

so in the wake of all that has gone down the past few days, i find myself with a drink in hand envisioning a tropical island paradise free of worry, stress and drama. one where the water is blue, the sky is blue, the rainbow is blue, and the midgets are.... small?... err.. anyways.. .... ... damn.. i really dont know what to say ( Read more... )

damnit. things happen that you dont intend to happen. then everything comes crashing down. i am a bad friend. i am an idiot. and to top it all off i still feel sick as hell from the evil corned beef hash. i think i just ned to go to sleep and think about all that is going on.

so im awake. i had weird dreams last night. i had a dream about the trip to virigin islands that i have coming up. the plane got messed up halfway there and it was spinning in a million directions and everyone was running around screaming and people were falling onto the ceiling and smashing into walls. i was just sitting in my seat with my ( Read more... )

ouish18: you said todd was straightedge kids right ( Read more... )

So apparently you aren't supposed to not get corned beef hash out of a vending machines (although I doubt the vending machine had much to do with it. That shit makes me wanna vomit on its own accord). I should have known better. It was the last thing in there though, and I'm sure it had been in there since Jesus' last birthday. I was hungry, ( Read more... )