Got my ass dumped 3 times in less than two weeks. I don't even care anymore.

I told my parents about my tattoo.

Stuff's better.

I got another tattoo.

Today was my half birthday and we had to wake Drew up so my parents could give me cupcakes and he's still up and Drew and Lel and Dad are talking about random shit (like where is Dover?) really loud.

Remember this? Baby, Baby, stick your head in gravy, wash it out with bubblegum and send it to the naaavy!

I can't do my homework because I hate to and that's why I'm not doing well in school.

I'm applying to Parsons and FIT next year and if I don't get in then I'm not going to college. Whatever I don't care. I'll get myself inseminated and buy an apartment somewhere.

Everyone's all like, omg, prom! And I'm sort of excited really just because of the dress buying. Idk what's up with after my parents aren't too hot on the idea of me having drunken sex with Matt all night. Fucking whatever. I don't drink anyway.

I spent so much money today there's less than $100 in my bank account wtf.  It scares me.

Matt is at work and idk where anyone else is so I'm pretty lonely. fucklife