i think i am getting skinnier. now that i’ve said that i’m going turn fat. i am going to wear my sparkly sequin purple string bikini over my outfit today. no i’m not. i am farting. i quit weed and carbs for 36 hours a couple weeks back or a few and i was crabby. dumb dumb idea. pic of me crying over weed coming soon. we were gonna go swimming but we fucked and passed out and schrader and jay came by and saw his dick hanging out there i was covered up thankfully. i am going to p in that ool today.
i’m going to collingwood. i don’t know what will happen. probably beer and sitting around and saying dumb things. kelly is driving and it’s wally’s place. bf is going too. the last time i went up north anywhere i was a complete bore who lied down all over the place slept on the trampoline and whined on the sea-doo. it was right after anti had left to go back to cali in his truck and i left my cellfone at home so we were il communicato. he drove away from me crying in the parking lot near my bro’s old apartment.
this is schrader. he is such a hooker. we funneled last nite with ollie and they thought i blew it but i didn’t. anyway, schrader and two other guys live together in a party house and teams of girls come in thru the back revolving door and down a swirly slide and the sexy elevator what plays porno music and swades gets so wasted and goes woooooh and the swat team shows up and other stuff happens. schrader treats me like the whipping boy, er use to, well still does, but whatever, he’s a homo and yesterday he had a budgie, who knows why. i think he should have his own blog. timmy too. k bye.
