Holyshit it's been too long.

I've moved...again.

My dad's job is getting pretty annoying on me.

I found out Boy2's name is Ryles.

&& we have fun sucking face in the hallways.

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It's not as bad as I thought it could be.

Here's how my day went.

Boy meets girl.

Girl invites Boy to party.

Boy meets Boy2 at party.

BoyhasBoy2'sbabies.

 I'm wearing the hot white blazer.

Canyouseemyeyes?

No?

Good.

This is much more recent than my actual profile pic. So. I look more like that ^.

Yes. I still have my lip ring.

No. My hair doesn't have streaks in it.

Some of my stuff arrived today.

Hooray for having a change of shoes.

I went to my new school today.

....DAMN.

I've been transported to Hazzard County. Heeelp. The guys all wear camo and the girls all wear American Eagle. I'm trapped in a stereotypical world. And the accents...dear sweet lord. This is going to be a loooong three years.

And on the subject of 'fakers', I could care less. If somebody wants to masquerade as me, let it be so. I really don't care.

Oh Oh Oh.

I have a clone, everyone.

God. I must be so damn sexy to have fakers use my picture.

More power to ya, little faker dude.