i must bug the shit out of my friends with always wanting to hang out. it must piss them off even more that i can’t drive.

today i learned that my blog is offensive to 15 year old girls who’s blog contains pics of summer time, the beach, starbucks, cute animals, pwetty colors, and sewer kept cothes. oh and with a playlist that sounds like it was just recorded off Radio Disney and proceeded to make my ears bleed.

hmm…

I’m always pissed. even when I’m having fun, in the back of my head i’m still always thinking about everything i have to get done or everything that’s missing or about shit that didn’t work. why though