Mi vida no es como lo quise.
AH bien....
no mucho yo puedo hacer.

!FIESTA EL SABADO!
Yo no puedo esperar.

.....
fumas marijuana.
todos lo hacen.

my sister is in the hospital.
probably a miscariage...

again.
(sigh)

WHY? gosh darnit, why?

so, uh, i love my car. i love it i love it i love it.

thank you work for not firing me, so i still have places to go with my car.

even though i hate you,work, so very goddamn much.

it all scares me sometimes.

I, Mollie to the T, have passed my road test, and will now be tearin up the town.

testing..1,2,3.

mom: "Hannah, whats this?" (points to her tummy.)
Hannah-boo: "Thats my fat."
me: i cant say anything,im laughing so hard

This is exactly why i wont sneeze in public
*(holds up sleeve which is now covered with stuff from my nose/mouth)*

Eric Wilson.


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"Louies mad." says my little Hannah.

"No hes not, hes chewing his bone." i say.

"No, louies my homie." Hannah-boo says.

"hes my homie too." says i.