i'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions. i went on a 7 hour shopping spree with justin and jaymz today. it was eventful. last night i hung out with bryanna and nicole. it was awesome. those girls make me laugh so hard. i miss that. its what friends are for, right? don't bother trying to explain angel, i know exactly what goes on when you're gone don't you hate this. i want to move somewhere where people arn't judged by their pants. my kids won't grow up here. i don't like the person i've become. i don't need this shit. - i've come to the conclusion i'm no ones type. well fuck that. maybe i'm just picky. and pathetic. i'll do what i want from now on.