I've realized that I don't want to be judged anymore. I've also realized how much I hate titles that do not consist of only one line!

now this POST

needs something ELSE

to make it AWESOME

cuz the title SUCKS

BALLS

.

PICTURE!

i know you probably don't check my blog like i check yours.

you probably still hate me.

and you probably don't think you ever will stop hating me.

but i think somewhere.

deep inside.

you wish we were friends.

you drew a picture of me.

i dunno if my facial features are just very common.

but it's almost exactly identical...

quit denying that i'm cool.

(and obviously crazy. we'd do well together!)

i've said this too many times before

and i still stand true.

jenny needs to stop procrastinating.

because too much stress makes her crash.

like, sleeping for 18 hours?

yeah.

the end.

You taught my heart.

A sense I never knew I had.

I can't forget.

The times that I was.

Lost.

and

Depressed.

From the awful truth.

How do you do it?!

You're my heroine.

i don't mind if you say this love has a last time.

Don't Lose Your Dinosaur!

I've said it too many times and I still stand firm.

You get what you put in.

And people get what they deserve.

dear blog.

have you ever considered becomng a Mormon?

I'm not here to judge you.

I'm just here to tell you.

What you have done wrong.

You looked down on me with eyes of endless tragedy..

"How's Sophia?"

"How did you know about that?"

"Ah. You kinda mutter in your sleep."

"What are you doing in my room while I'm sleeping?!"

"That's a really good question."

...

42.

today is the answer to life.

the universe.

and.

everything.

i hope i've blown your mind.

x-rated.
is too.
x-rated.
for my taste.

Life.

I will be the death of you.

tonight.

is going to be awesome.

x rated, yuk yuks comedy show.

a best friend and a new friend afterwards.

watching The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy.

and

smoking

bongs.

i aint no addict.

i just enjoy miss mary jane.

probably too much.

We shall make a party for the speaking English, yes?

please.

do not feed the hippopotamisses.

the misters are okay.

but /dont feed the misses/!

you did all the things i hated.

why did i ignore it?

you are the best thing that every happened to me.

i want to thank you.

but.

i dont think you'll understand...

so.

thank you.

for putting an entirely new perspective on my life.

you'll never know how much you mean to me.

but it's not like you care.

yeah i laugh when i call you a slut.

it's.

funny!

holy shit

where did september go?!