Goddamn I love bitches, Especially when they only suck dick and wash dishes, Cook and clean and grant my wishes.

My Response.

Click The Box.

Just Like Bums We Used to Stay in the Slums of LA by the Way Gang-Bangers Killin' Each Other for Rep, Sellin' Rock Cocaine on my Doorstep.

Oh man.

Here I Go.

Blogging Again.

No Depressed.

No Mad.

Happy. :)

Finally.

Even Though I Decide to Get Fucked Up and Break My Foot.

I'm Going Home in a Week.

I'm Excited.

I Miss My Mom.. a aot.

The Real World Sucks Assholes.

Fo Sho.

I Work in a Headshop.

Which is Most Definitely the Job for Me.

I Should (actually) Be Starting School in the Fall.

I Finally Feel Like Im Doing good...

Thats Pretty Cool.

So, How's Your Life?

Praying To A God, That I Don't Believe In.

Theres no reason to be pissed or upset.

he can have you...

Im No Longer In Pieces.

I've Realized That You Weren't Supposed to Happen.

I Should Have Known That After Logan...

Don't Get Me Wrong I Did Love You With Everything But Now...

You've Hurt Me. More Than Once.

You Can Have South Carolina.

I Wanna Forget Every Second I Was There.

Shady People, Dick Cops, And Dirt Weed.

I'm Ready To Talk But You May Not Want To Wait Till My Mood Changes a Little.

Have Fun With Homeboy.

Maybe You Can Work Harder on Your Next Relationship.

i cant get this shit out of my head...

Someone save me with a .45.

get it out; let it out....

shes obviously moved on.

why cant i?

What have you done to me....

Unhappy

I've Got a Little Herb Tree, In My Garden.

I Ended It.

I'm Unhappy But...

This Ensure's I'll Be Happy Next Month, And The Month After That.

No More Drama.

No More Trust Issues.

No More More Fucking Around.

Now I Need College.

Booze.

And a Cigarette.

One Love.