hmm. a journal, you say? Well, my brother is screaming at his girlfriend again- loud enough to provide the evening entertainment here at our house. My parents are talking about some talk show host or something...or not, I just made that up. My little brothers are...how the fuck should I know.
About me: When I'm feeling low I like to go downtown with Petula Clark, I'm chubby, I'm a pessimist, I cannot spell nor do I try, I like pretty things, I dont like it when people talk alot, I probably think about how much potential our future has when I'm bored, I sleep for the majority of the day and attend school for the rest, I like drugs and fucking myself up, I like music, I like to draw and paint but dont do it very often (thats a lie), I like to read books and rip gorgeous girls out of fashion magazines, I like to buy clothes that are pretty and then never wear them to school, I lived on a sheep farm for a while and god will send me back there when I die.
uhm.
fack off!
jk.
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