Song: The Real Thing, Gwen Stefani
Mood: Stressed
Brittney's mom is mean D:
UGFH.
And a spazz. More than me lololol.
P:
Hm. I mean.
We can still visit her even if she doesn't go to Disney.
Considering she'll still come to Orlando
(( yes internet stalkers plz to stalk? July 26- Aug 2? ))
Lawl.
I hate planning stuff.
I'm not good with stuff.
I get stressed.
And want to rip my hair out.
And then after all the stress I want to take a nap.
:: In nap mode right nao ::
Teehee.
Drewy~
:]
Makes me happy.
Happier than I've been ever.
e -e;
Ever ever ever.
EVER.
Kay thats enough nao lawl.
And it helps to have him here with me.
When my dads being such a douche.
...Hm.
If I had confessed to Drew before I wonder if I'd have done the things I did
earlier like in 2005-2007.
P:
Prolly not. Eh.
Oh well
People do stupid s**t in their life time.
Yeah.
Peace out cupcakes.
<3
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