So pissed right now.
Talking to my dad about moving out and such. And now he’s dropped the bomb on me that I’m going to have to make payments on my car that 190 a month. Gee thanks, and yeah he still owes me $400. Like I don’t mind paying for it since my mom lost her job last month…but stop being rude like I can’t pay for it. UGH. LAJDF;LAKJD;LAKDJF
I wish exotic dancers would stop trying to follow me on twitter.
I do not want to see your new “pics”
:D I wish I checked my followers number more often! Golly gee wiz you guyz! I love ya all…just love!
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There’s so much I want to accomplish in the future. I want to be a successful graphic designer shake the world with what I create. I want to be at New York Fashion Week and walk models down the runway in my clothes I’ve created. Or even better, I want to be the one strutting my shit down the cat walk. I want to be a mom. Do anything for my kids. Make them grow up to be wonderful people. I want to be a wife and a lover. I feel like these things are tangible and I’m going to go get what I want.
