tumblr is going awfully slow and all of a sudden i smell panera bread and have the most strange urge to smoke a spliff. my mother bought me new bedsheets today. they’re awful. lately i’ve been thinking about death, especially while playing call of duty, and i was just thinking about how suckish it would be to die by gun. sometimes in the middle of algebra 2 i picture someone just bursting through the door and shooting me square in the head. wouldn’t that be horrible? im not sure. i don’t think you’d really feel it. i know i’m odd, shut your fucking mouth. just kidding, i love you. and you. and you, and your brother. especially your brother. speaking of boys, they’re all assholes. yet so lovely. did i mention i smell panera bread? my mouth is watering. my legs ache. today i benched 70 pounds. i. am. a. fucking. beast. my sister’s a douchebag and trying to juggle oranges. i painted a picture today. it’s beautiful. and then i wrote a song for someone. it wasn’t so beautiful. i also danced like a motherfucker to drop it low girl by lil wayne. if you haven’t heard it yet, you should definitely jam to it sometime. lashonda taught me all my dance moves. but she moved away. or something. my sister is such a fail. i’m tired. someone come smoke this weed with me. i love you. what was my point to this again? oh yeah, there wasn’t one. i just tried cracking my neck. almost broke it. if we don’t have twizzlers, i’m going to fuck a bitch up. kkkkkkk im done here.