never did those papers, i'm officially fucked. i'm making myself sick by obsessing over this grade, i think about it day and night, and i won't stop obsessing until my grades are posted online.
i get to see one of my writing idols on june 5th and 6th, i can't wait. even though you've become somewhat "untouchable", just know that you've inspired me for the past 4 years, and i can't thank you enough for that. maybe i'll see you outside of ak47 if i go, that would be cool.
my other writing idol got a fabulously scene tattoo, but babe, what if you get fat? seriously now- "thin as a dime"? i know that they're lyrics, but really now. but its really nice, i love the font
oh fuck, this song makes me cry. a lot. will you write me a song like this? "and its all because of you- this one's for you."
happy late birthday bby, you're no longer a teenager.
i want to scream until my vocal cords tear.
i need a change; look, scenery, friends- anything, everything has gotten so dull and boring.
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