Fuck mannnn, I think it’s the fact I’ve been looking forward to this. But hey his day, he needs to do what makes him happy and what he wants to do.
Nothing is more awkward then coming out of your bathroom after taking a shower and your sister and brother in law are just standing there, and you barely have the towel around you and they start conversation with you. We’re all so awkward.
If I was skinny, I now know that i’d shop at Forever 21 and Macy’s. Just saying.
I don’t even wanna get on my laptop, so I’m gonna blog the lazy way.
I just got home, and when we were driving home we got pulled over and this cop was like “lemme see your license, oh nice truck by the way I could really use this” then dad hands him his license. And the cop is like ” Oh okay, sorry wrong Michael Jones.” I dunno, but I think if the cops are looking for a certain person they can get more information on them than their name and car tags.
If I ever ride a roller coaster ever, my thought is probably going to be “Oh my god I’m going to die, fuck, shit, bitch, cunt, omg i’m gonna die, fuck everyone, fuck, fuck fuck, omg this hil, this hill this fuck oh my god, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccccccccccccck,” *get’s off roller coaster* “I owned that shit. “
Don’t even fucking tell me I’ll like being pregnant, that it will be different and I’ll fall in love with it. I’m fucking seventeen and I can’t even stand the thought of having something living inside of me, depending on me. If I have a child I’ll be like thirty something. When I have pretty much everything figured out. Fuck, everywhere I turn there is someone my age or younger pregnant. I’m not disappointed or saying that they did a bad thing. It’s their life, it’s their decision. It’s not my place or anyone else’s to judge them. It’s just a scary thing to me.
Me and my dad were arguing about Obama, I told my dad to vote for him and he’s like “Really? I’m not voting for that brokeback nigger, he’s what’s wrong with this world.” I got so fucking pissed and my dad saw it too, I told him that was the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard come out of his mouth. I’ve never called my dad stupid, or say anything out of line to him that much before. All he could argue with me about is how Obama is bad for allowing gay marriage. Because he couldn’t argue about anything else because I already made clear to him that Obama wasn’t the first president to screw shit up. If anything he’s making the world better, or trying. Congress just won’t let him. And I told him that the LGBT issues shouldn’t matter to him, that it’s not his life. It’s not hurting him, it shouldn’t even upset him that if he didn’t like it he shouldn’t care. And the only thing he brought up is about how in the bible it’s wrong. That’s where I got even more pissed off, there is no way that my dad can say that and not be a hypocrite about it. He does A LOT of shit that in the bible is considered wrong. I don’t understand how I am the child of him or my mother.
I had a dream I worked in a Tattoo and Piercing place and this girl walks in and asks me ” I want to get my asshole pierced.” and I’m just like ” You can’t..You can’t do that..”
i feel like doing my hair, and make up and going out and taking pictures or something to take my mind off of shit that I got myself into.
Gonna start making my own clothes :3 nar.
HAH, AUBREY I KNEW YOU LOVED ME AND WOULD GET ON TUMBLR
What I think a best friend is.
- Someone who you can be your complete self around and not feel embarrassed, and them not judge you, or they may judge you but I mean you’re both completely okay with it because you’re best friends and you don’t give a fuck.
- Someone who is always there for you no matter what.
- You can complain to them.
- Be honest with them.
- Being able to trust them.
- You practically become family.
- Someone you don’t have to be with the whole time to know that you guys are that close.
- Someone you can just randomly text random shit too and start a whole conversation.
- Who you can argue with but then end up laughing about it five minutes later because you know it was dumb.
- Someone who you can joke with, like Aubrey and I call each other pretty much every name under the sun.
- You don’t let boys come between you.
- You always try to make one another happy.
lol, I could go on and on.
I guess I should walk Coco before I start playing Silent Hill.

