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[Apr. 28th, 2005|02:53 pm] |
yeah,
im lazy soo im going to skip like yesterday and monday/tuesday. (even though they were pretty damn kickass.)
today me and maddy are going to pats and it shall be some more good times. But fuckin im tired of giving pat talkings to already, i gave him one and hes all arguey but like he thought i was pissed at him or something and the nly person im pissd at is my dad. Im going to buy myself some shit like now, i have no cool shit and i havent bought anything sweet in like fuckin 6 months. thats kinda girly but fuck it. I make up for it by being robusk, half redneck/ all american and by owning and repairing a motorcycle. |
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[Apr. 23rd, 2005|02:40 pm] |
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FUCK MY DAD!!!
im mean holy fuckin shit.
OK like i was gonna go to the dac w/ patrick and then sleep over. first he fuckin tries to guilt trip me at dinner. and im like thats fuckin pathetic. then hes all like no ur gonna go do drugs. then i was just gonna chill at pats for 2 hours, i had a ride there and back and hes all like nooo. and im like why the fuck not?
As it turns out what he does is pretend to give me options and then take them away as i get to them. he "guids me to the right path", and fuckin apparently his path is the right one always.
Its been like this for so fuckin long. He also like makes up examples of things i do and when i ask when they happen he freaks out. PLus my mom gave him like the rules of my punishment but he like doesnt accept them. anfd hes like i would not havre approved if i talked to ur mom. and he had specific times where not only this was possible but like it was suggested and he fuckin refused. and he fuckin blames me. im suppossed to blame them for shit and hes fuckin blaming me.
so now im jsu a fuckin shut in at my dads and he wants to hang out. so i say fuck u to him. so now i will probobly break something which i will regret doing. |
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[Apr. 20th, 2005|10:22 pm] |
ya. today me and patriceo went to the dac. we played like mexican raquetball and applied for jobs but u have to be fuckin 16 to get a job thier. And like later that day my gitlfriend maddy had a terrible day cause her dad was all bitchy to her and her teacher was all like blah blah blah no skipping. So later that night i like comforted her and she got all happy.
in mal violence this guy dre who quit learned bass so now i shall play guitar which kicks ass unless he sucks, fur shure dank lol.
tomorrow hopefully im going to my maddys house and maybe her dad will be gone *o*...
I have no fuckin idea wut that face is supposed to say but i stand by him.
i was at maddys and long story short her dad came home and we ended up ike running out in front of her sister with no shirts.
i like dont talk aboutemotions cause i have very little to my knowlege.
but i fur shure dank wish i was at maddys house but im stuck at my dads
and my girlfreind hates my little hic bit of me butm sometimes i just cant help talking minnesoootan
dammit! |
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