Wednesday, August 13, 2008

wanna be a baller, shot caller

Twenty inch blades on the Impala




so yeah
i'm in a rambling mood


all the McLovins at my new school
are really fucking bold with their hitting on me.
it's unsettling

i'm a lurker, i pretty much know everything about everyone at my new school already
props to Maya for all that info in such a short time

speaking of

JIGGER SHOP TOMORRRRRRRRROWWWWWWWW

wooh.
so
point is.
ice cream <3
made by maya <33
with jake... not so much the <3's
but still.
it'll be nice to hang out with him before he leaves


any who.
hoping that one's not awkward.
it could turn out to be the worst outting of my life

so yeah
i'm officially afraid of short people
i thought it just bothered me a little
but it's a full blown affliction

it's like they have a disease...
(BTW TAYLOR YOU STILL BELONG IN THE TALL CATAGORY)

like honestly, if i was stuck in a room with midgets
i would probably die
even people under five foot are bad
like 4'11" girls
fucking 7 year old children
babies in cribs

all fucking diseased

ugh
there was this 6 year old girl at the CPD today
and she seriously walked past and i was like
"STAND THE FUCK UP, GIRL"

get some stilts or something, freak.

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