Wooooow.. look at this place! You've really been working hard, haven't you?
It's a terrible thing. My manager even told me today that she's working me like crazy this upcoming week. It's one thing to do it, but to tease...
It depends on if I'm working or not. I've been on Spring Break this past week, and my manager has been working my ass off. I worked 13 hours...
I started about a year and a few.months ago, but I've been in some trouble as of late, so my use has been limited. As for MSN, I'm not usually...
I don't .
I don't see the significance.
Thank you, it makes me giggle every time I look at it.
I can't see why.
I know nothing about you, I simply pointed out a flaw so that you would learn from it.
But still isn't much a strong suit for you, huh?
NJ Leigon Iced Tea - A Day to Remember
It made sense.
I know, right?
I never paid attention, because I never thought it would include me and a stupid Facebook post.
Exactly. I'm probably one of the least suicidal kids in school, even WITH all the bullshit I've been having to deal with the past month.
I know, I missed you!
And I had no idea you got high. o: And things aren't exactly the best on my end, but I'm managing. We definitely need to...
I figured they'd just throw my corpse in jail.
It was rather annoying for me. Especially after they decided to call my dad, and then argued about who was going to speak with him for five minutes before actually calling him.
Are police really such pussies?
Why have we not spoken in so long? :c
They were sent to my school, in the middle of the day, to ask me if I was suicidal because of a Facebook post that said, "Someone please shoot me."
Apparently, there is some federal group that looks into the Facebook/Twitter/Any other social networking accounts of teenagers to find those whom may be suicidal so they can stop it.
One of the Sheriffs told me, "It's against the law to kill yourself."
To those who may be concerned, I am not suicidal. I was only having a bad day.
And I'd like to point something out: "Someone please kill me" says nothing about killing myself.
Well, I can feel it in my bones. Coursing through my veins; when did I become so cold?