this song is like, the best.
I loooove it.
it's like,
a whole song about grillz.
no, not what you cook on.
and not that thing on your car.
they're talkin' bout blinged out mouths.
I turned in my portfolio today for Creative Writing. I feel like it's not going to be as good as Mr. Manhart expects.. I hate showing people what I write. I was stressing out about it all day and working on it every second I got.
I hate Mrs. Zolper. she's a total bitch and I want to stab her in the jaw. I don't hate, but she makes me mad.
I think that's it.
no school tomorrow!
smile for me daddy. i wanna see your grill..
10:10pm
smile for me daddy. i wanna see your grill..
10:10pm