Sometimes I don’t even know if I’m extremely happy or extremely sad. It happens a lot when I think of you.
well its already a good summer so far. I skipped 3rd and 4th and smoked with friends, then went to the park with evan, and now I’m going to my best friend, Brianna’s house for a sleepover and then work tomorrow eeeeee. Finally, no more stress :)
if you ever call me annoying, even if it’s just jokingly, the chances of me ever speaking to you again are slim to none because I’ll be so afraid that every little word or sound that comes out of my mouth will aggravate you and make you cringe and hate my existence
one day left of high school omggggg
I want to run away