i made up an imaginary gayfriend today, you can call him clyde
he dont drink, dont smoke and he loves trees, a natural born straightedge, dresses like a little girl with pigtails & plastic sandles.. goes around kissing little girls..if you think im mad, well
your just not imaginary worthy

can you imagine, ive kept almost every single piece
of letter during the 'letterwriting days' haha
all the memories of the whole of one year.
its almost too embarrasing. tasha still couldnt spell &
everyone went through so much shit haha


ok back to springcleaning.