Hi. My names Connie. And I like to eat peaunt butter crackers and drink mountain dew for lunch. Fuck I dont even know what I am saying.
So I like this boy, of course. Its always one of those stories, right. Tracy. Ha. I dont know. I dont think she likes him much. I love that bitch. She amazes me. Whatever. Boys are dumb.
Anyways. On a lighter note. My mom just practically accused me of taking two 50's from her. Fuck that fucking dyke. I didnt take shit. I actually didnt take any money from her this time. So its definitly her fault its missing. Whatever.
I miss Linsday. Next month will be our 12 year anniversary. We will definitly be best friends for life. Without a doubt. I dont know how much more of not seeing her i can take. We have been apart for like 3 weeks and I seriously didnt know I could do it for this long. My basement stinks. It smells like dog shit. That sucks kinda. Ha. So its kinda warm down here. And I am sticking to the computer desk sort of.
on the contest thingy on scenesters on myspace, tracy better fucking win. Or ill cut a n_gga. fisho. ha. thats pretty much all i got.
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