step

seriously.

have something to say, say it.
this beating around the bush shit is just plain bullshit.

so give me a fucking break.

a few notes to a few peoples. you know who the fuck you are.


-i am not out with malicious intent, so when you fuck up and try to play the victim role.. don't bring me into your dumb ass decisions.. or you will see some maliciousness. i play nice until you rattle my cage, do not tap on glass.

- you, walking around with that fucking look. stop now. you aren't some fucking big shot, so i'm terribly sorry when i was being straight up you got butt hurt, believe me pal... will not fucking happen again.

i'm in a good mood. despite all that bullshit.

i'm getting my shit sorted, and i have some direction. so seriously, you bring nothing to the table for me.

i've been so fucking broke until my money comes in. so thanks to those who have been covering my ass. mostly skeddie and then alison here and there.

will repay with bagels and checkers.

went to band practice to see the boys. they tour with the hymns soon! aww.
hung around. hookahed. everyone loves milo. but of course.

tomorrows all girls all day aside from coffee and breakfast with fellas.
is needed.

and i looked smokin tonight. wuz proud i cleaned up nicely. doesnt happen often.

my dad is my heart, no one will ever measure up to him. best friends for life.

i have something heavy weighing all this down, makes me physically ill to think about. but this kind of thing happens, and i want to be the person to help fix this for her.

i wuv my family, despite all the chaos that seems to encircle us.

florida. florida. florida. florida. florida. florida. florida. florida. florida.

oh and fuck me for not thinking everything through, right? god damn.