"I'm obsessed with you and your four-inch weenie."
Even though it's a sad fact, it's a sad fact I was glad to hear somebody say(But it has grown..a little).
For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about go to "DOES SIZE MATTER?", then punch yourself in the face a few time, then continue on. (:
Matt is just like Ryan. And what're the odds of them living with each other in Matt's Mom's garage? These two are some of the most funniest guys I've ever met. I want to collaborate on something with them, but I don't know what.
So I'm at home for lunch. I thought I was going to be in Career Academy today but I was sadly wrong, so this is my only time communicating with you.
I haven't smoked yet today. But don't take this the wrong way, because I'm not complaining. I need to cut down because A) I write better when I'm sober and B) There's more to life then getting stoned all day. Now don't take this the wrong way again, I'm still smoking weed, I'm just not going to be some kind of fend who walks around hopeless without his marijuana. It is the weed that helps me create good ideas, it's just not a good way to help with spelling.
So I'm going to end this soon, I have to be back at school at 12:52pm. I was suppose to meet Mikyla, but I instead came home to charge my phone and come on here to talk about shit, shit and more shit.
I kind of want to graduate. But I'll just save that story for later.
Until Next Time Bitches.
#ThanksForListeningOrReading.
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