I hate heat.
D:
I'm sweating my booty off.
And choreographing a freaking dance.
Lyrical, of all things.
:'/
Bleeeech.
D:
I'm sweating my booty off.
And choreographing a freaking dance.
Lyrical, of all things.
:'/
Bleeeech.
Okay so now
I feel sucky.
:/
Hrmm.
And since Angela is the only one who reads these
I'm sorry, kay?
I don't know what I did
But obviously it was something bad enough to make you not want to talk to me.
I've been writing more of my Bashoff story if that makes you feel better.
I don't know what else to do.
You've put me in a position that's like
what the hell am I supposed to do?
I feel sucky.
:/
Hrmm.
And since Angela is the only one who reads these
I'm sorry, kay?
I don't know what I did
But obviously it was something bad enough to make you not want to talk to me.
I've been writing more of my Bashoff story if that makes you feel better.
I don't know what else to do.
You've put me in a position that's like
what the hell am I supposed to do?
- Mood:
depressed - Music:cash machine
I love my mom.
It's mother's day, and she's taking me and my sister to a spa because she has a $100 certificate thingy for it.
She's so nice.
:/
I feel bad.
Because I didn't get her anything.
Hrmm.
Oh well. I lub her. :3
It's mother's day, and she's taking me and my sister to a spa because she has a $100 certificate thingy for it.
She's so nice.
:/
I feel bad.
Because I didn't get her anything.
Hrmm.
Oh well. I lub her. :3
- Mood:
guilty
