| oh xanga. xanga. i think ive missed this place. and since no one realli comes on here that often...im free to write whatever i want. too bad i have nothing to say right now... |
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| whoa are u frickin kidding me?? after peanut has her cousin call my phone n try to go on me..erases any trace of me from downelink...threatens to fuckin fight me and other junk...she decides to call me?? realli huh? i dont think i need to hear what she has to say. the end |
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| tiana (as in me) got accepted on site to morgan. mhm 
AND i got me connections in the school. yes sir |
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| hah i dont think i could ever realli let go of xanga. myspace has its own awesomeness but you cant realli update something. okay taken now single. great. i need more lol (i sound like a movie) my mom hid the drugs and i need them because...i just do. everybody bugged me today. i forgot u cant bring food around the general public. dont take a whole fucking handful fo my food. i promise i didnt bring it here for you. i hate greedy people.
so...theres this girl that just kinda *popped* on my radar. lol shes the complete opposite of me. well actually..i dont have an opposite cuz im a lil bit of everything. but back to....yeah...shes more on the punk/metal scale of things or hm...description. shes more hot topic n im like...wet seal. that sounds superficial cuz i had/have things from hot topic. i....am rambling. i believe i want to start talking to her. so i think i will
does reading her xanga in its entirety make me a stalker?? uh-oh |
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| welp since its all about that myspace i can write more freely on here. i am sick an tired of chris n tyrone. like up up to here ::imagine me pointing over my head:: with them tryin to chill wit me. i mean realli. do u think im that much of an idiot?! granted i may be clueless more often than not but im not totally oblivious to tha lil hints u be droppin. "Can i come chill wen ya people aint home?" tha fuck? u got somethin to hide. cuz if so i dont have time for it. being shady is overrated. just put it out in tha open. bitches i tell ya. last year was last year. this is a new year complete with new people and new experiences none of which include you. hop off me mmkay?? thanx
which brings me to...
yes ciciley n i were out of it for a while (actually 2 days) but we solved. now common sense would tell u if u see us talking n laughin together we're cool again. dont fucking ask me about it. i dont want to talk about it. yes it was my fault and yes i apologized (in my slightly quirky twisted way) so leave it the fuck alone. if it dosent concern you i dont want to hear anything about it come out of your mouth. okay? end of story period. |
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