You know, despite saying I’m not, I’m actually really fucking pissed that every single one of my friends completely ignores me and doesn’t even bother asking me if I want to do anything. I didn’t really care that much at first, but when EVERY SINGLE PERSON YOU KNOW (aside from Roman, Carlo and sort of Andres) doesn’t even consider that you exist for… when’s the last time I’ve been invited somewhere… (OCTOBER, MAYBE?) then it really gets me mad. Maybe I should just consider myself completely alone, since pretty much everyone’s a gigantic asshole.
I’ve never been this scared before. I knew this day was coming, but I didn’t know it would be this soon. I’ve dreaded this since I first learned what death was and I don’t even know how to portray how I’m feeling. I’ve been trying to remain strong for my parents, but it’s hard to keep smiling. This is going to be the hardest week of my life. I love you Tata. I don’t want you to go…
The front of the box literally states:
“To prevent reinfection of Toxocara canis in puppies and adult dogs and in lactating bitches after whelping”
That sounds so ridiculously weird for something they sell at Wal-Mart xD
EVERYBODY MAKES MISTAKES
EVERYBODY HAS THOSE DAYS
EVERYBODY KNOWS WHAT
WHAT I’M TALKIN’ ‘BOUT
EVERYBODY…
I RAN OUT OF SONGS I SOMEWHAT KNOW AND LOOKED UP THE LYRICS TO. FUCK.
