i'm going mental because i have to go back to pheonix... anyone wanna party or hang out or smoke weed there?
i feel like being a proffesional airplane passenger, i'll like get hammered and shit on the plane, and train/spy on the staff. and i'll get to prolly smuggle drugs that way, because they'll like "trust" me. what bitches
i like knowing that people hate me.
hate is so passionate it's awesome. it's like being loved. and better than being ignored and not thought about at all.
among things i've been called today, "the geek from the blog lagoon", "asshole", "tyranasaures dork", "the homo from monte christo", "count whackula", and "loser dickwad retard"....
and today was a GOOOD day...
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