First I was like...Then I was like...
13 years ago
Journals are like the confessional box in reality shows except there's no producer editing out the bad shit. So I'm always kinda weary about posting them like I might type something I'd regret. That and sharing my emotions is a rare thing... something I find myself only doing with VERY close friends and Slim.
But maybe I'm wrong to think that. Maybe... Nah nevermind fck that shit yall here to see some dicks!
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EDIT: Don't get all butt heart on me America
Theyre scary :I
IF I CAN REACH THE BASE GET DAT DICK OUT MAH FACE
and now I want cookies too *grabs a napkin* lets go get us some fckn sweets >:|