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I'm hyperish.
And in a good mood.
I get to make meatballs tonight.
Fun fun.
<3
Peace easy. |
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| Well, my mom tried to kick me out tonight. Yeah that was pretty horrible.
Umm..
Yeah.
<3
Peace easy. |
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| Hmm..
So three people I know got into a car accident this morning. Two are friends. One is.. just no.
They are fine.
My English teacher is turning 30 on Friday, so Michael Adams is bringing her microwavable brownies.
Only Michael..
Im getting hecka sick.
Bleh.
<3
Peace easy. |
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| Hey you guys! Wow that sounds gay..
Umm I had an awesome weekend I guess..
Its not everyday you rip your cousins boxers off of his body and discover he has a hairy butt. Yeah, somehow, football turned into wrestling in cow poop. Jessi, Kailey, and I beat Naddy (Adam) and my older cousin Daniel.
Yep.
Thats it.
<3
Peace easy |
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| Soo doesnt the world suck these days. Cant count on anyone to be a friend. Everyone has to be a fake backstabber. Sooo I wrote something for all you Backstabbing Blubbering Two Timing "Friends".
Hello "friend" Is that what you call yourself? Wallowing in your own self-pity. I'm always the happy one right? Giving up any task on a dime to help you cope with your struggles. Have you ever asked me what I feel? Have you ever noticed the bruises I have? Go ahead "friend" Look at my back See that? How come you've never noticed my pain? Do I mask it behind my smile that well? Look at my face see the smiles? Now look into my eyes, how could you miss the tears? Does it not matter how I feel as long as YOU get to feel better? Look at my hands, the ones always there to help you. Now view my upper arms, see the bruises? Look at my stomach; I've always had better abs than you even though I'm heavier. Heh, now look at my hip, its black from being slung into a table. Yet, you call yourself my "friend"? If that"s what a "friend" is to you, then I want no part in it. Goodbye.
<3.
Peace easy. |
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