To my new followers…
To my old followers…
To those who unfollowed me…
To those who looked at my blog and decided not to follow…
To those who will look at my blog after seeing this…
go back to
All the rich girls strutting with their shopping bags like:
All the stoner guys hogging the benches looking like:
All the ghetto girls talking loud like:
All the mean girls staring down everyone else like:
All the pervy old men are staring at you like:
And then there’s me.
LMFAO, rebloging for the last part!
“THE LORD IS TESTING ME ^.^”
… Cool boys and their friends
… Cool girls and their friends
… You and your friends
If I sleep to much, my parents complain.
If I don’t get enough sleep, my parents complain.
If I eat too much, my parents complain.
If I don’t eat enough, my parents complain.
If I’m always in my room, my parents complain.
If I go out too much, my parents complain.
I CAN’T FUCKING WIN.
Hey :) And yeah everythings good i guess, Moises’s funeral was last thursday but i couldnt go cause i didnt have a ride. And alot of people from my school went and we didnt have an entire trumpet section for symphonic band which was well bad, but other than thats everythings fine. I feel better now though so thats good too. Thanks for asking :)