Panic (Exclamation Point) At The Disco.
So, a shit ton has happened since I last blogged.
Joseph got in a big car wreck Friday. He's fine but he totalled his brothers car. His brothers car that I was driven home in two days before. We tried to go see Legion on Wednesday, but we got there after the movie because Daniel told us the wrong time. So we went bowling instead. It was really fun. I won the first game, but Daniel beat me in the second.
I bought an adorable pair of shoes. I'd say the heels are about four inches but they're platforms, so I can walk in them. Austin is now claiming that he and Joseph participated in gay sex on Wednesday. Bullshit. Austin also broke Tiffany's wrist in two places and cracked it in a third on Thursday, because she was talking to Logan Raymer, although we can't prove it.
I snorted something today that was supposed to be a Hydro, but I think it was a tylenol, since it had zero effect on me. I did this because I was severely distressed over seeing Ashton in her tiny little tank top and underpants. She's so fricking tiny. It's ridiculous. I said that I hope a dingo sneaks into her house and eats her. And I meant it.
Fuck me.
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