german chocolate

cake.

made one.

i'm picking back up the habit of baking when i'm feeling antsy.

and screeching, but people don't seem to like the later as much.
eh.


fuckfuckfuckfuckidyfuckfuck.


true life, all fucking day.

i'd like a no strings attached kind of arrangement. do as i please.

in about a week and a half, i will be fucking done. all fuckidy fuck fuck done.

portland for a few weeks?
think sooo.

i need to be up in the air. give me a layover.

el oh el.

dangerous.

i heard a very scary story today, very scary. it dealt with execution style shootings.

i think that's vedy scedy.

i love my dog, he understands all my rants.
he rewlzzzz.

someone come eat all this fucking cake i made. it's just sitting now. i need to sleep so i awake tomorrow.

done with school. then what.
what the fuck, i want to be nineteen. maybe i'll just go back to school in the fall. i dont fucking know.

am i moving? i dont fucking know. i really do love the city. this city to be exact.

the people, i'm kind of over. new people, please come soon.