The love of my life: Tess M. Geran K. Daisy. Coldplay. Green-baby-smoke. Frenchy Cig. ****** It's very hard to code right now, I fell asleep in social, i'm in the stoner home room, hehe. I am so proud. We're supposed to have a campfire and weenie roast and sleepover and everything on friday. I'm tired of seeing people. I like to hang out with Gee in my room and photoanalyze stuff, and I like to lie down when it's like summer outside my window and wear old clothing and drive to get wings to eat in the backseat with a marshmallow milkshake. I like the earlymorning day time. I hate when the night time comes. Apparently, if you vocalize everything, most things. Then, people will come back to you. You'll gain back these friends. School's weird now. And Geran doesn't like being left out, so he comes to me. Unless Jenna's there. Otherwise he shuts up and just pretends to love her. I know he doesn't. And I'm the fucking BEST person ever.