Bamboozled. I've always loved that word and I love it more when I can use it. I've gotten bored because I've started to delve into the whys and hows of people's lives. It's just made me not like people. I need to stop.
Pretty sure I'm buying a car tomorrow. Excitement dance. I feel weird because its nice, and I'm trashy. You can take me out of the ghetto but you can't take the ghetto out of me. That poor car won't know what hit it. No really, it's inevitable that I will hit something. So sad.
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