I am awake early today because i agreed to take my best boy friend to school across the river this morning for no personal gain or reason. I'm content with the moment and will be going to the gym in a bit with my best girl friend/baughtch, very... tiReD. It is an absolutely prescious day in the methodist's ghettos of garbage-green township's Bridgetown. It's a fucking shit they won't fix the fucking potholes. I'm hyphy, ain't cryin but about to hit that bitch witta bottle heyyyy.
I want to talk about .::*JeWlErY!!*::. - just kidding.-
this is a scene from yesterday that does not show me in a good light:
Me-"I want a donut"
Girl-"FRUIT DONUT."
Me:"Grandma, don't you want some DouGH NuTsss?"
Grandma-"Hey! Yeah i would!"
Me"Yeah? You do want donuts!"
Girl-"That's right."
Grandma-"I'll give you the money, go get what you want!"
Me-"Thanks grandma! (That a girl!)"
HAHAHA! I feel terrible. I hate it. I hope manipulation isn't too heavy on karma. I wanted a fucking blueberry fruit donut, a fucking chocolate ass donut, and when i got there i decided i also wanted a fucking spring sprinkled chocolate iced glazed donut! and i had cake, and double chocolate chip ice cream. Chocolate makes you feel loved. Its like a fact. hfelsie fhewku wyeiwWFEVuweifkw. I'm sorry. those words were products of my fingers slipping on my tears on the keyboard.
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