man, i hated slum dog millionaire. fuck that, it was soooooooo depressing, i got my own shit to me miserable about i dont need to see a kid swiming in poo. f that yo.
no offense to anyone who liked it.
i just couldnt finish it, im already depres…
i just couldnt keep watching her fuck herself up anymore. she wouldnt listen when i tried to help, so ive given up. i dont intend on ever being her friend now, i dont intend on ever seeing her again. its really hard.
2009 sucks ass. a lot of people i know have gone through break ups recently, its bullshit, i say we skip over the rest of 2009.
also. tonight i cut michelle out of my life. at least for now. all traces of her on my computer are gone. also got rid …
was the marketing genius behind ting tings. she got them to change there name from 'tit water and the marvelous languishing lobstarrrr band' to something catchier yet equally dumb.
i love christian bale. we all know hes kindof a dick, right? but still, very talented dude.
also,
today we told poo stories. yes. poo stories. poo. stories. stories about poo.
ive crossed a line.