yo, that's wack if i'm not the baddest


profile * old * mail * fucking sign it* or how about a nice note? you go forward / i'll go backwards


i'm crazy. just that, minus boy who likes to be up my shirt/skirt/anywhere. missed party, fuck best friends who make up with abusive boyfriends after you spend the night feeding them wine coolers and bashing, bashing boy while you could be making out with the hottest person in the world. maybe she doesnt realize that i HATE the way she tries to talk and laugh like me, dress and sneeze, eat and flirt, listen to music, think the same, write letters, fall in love with the same people, changed handwriting and musical preference, ARGH! to boy i would have met at party: i am in love with myself more than i'd like to admit and i purposely wear my hair messy.
d-land