Please, Wrangler.

God, I hope I get my new car for Graduation and let it be the RIGHT car.

I pray.

what I wanna do with my first paycheck?

cop a high-waisted swimsuit: $55

gold teeth: $100

a bong: $50

a pair of Jeffs: $180

How do you feel?

I feel a mess. I feel good. I feel scared. I feel hated. I feel love. I feel even more hated. I feel despised. I feel unliked. Sometimes, I just want to hang out with my "best friend" and friends and have tons of funs. But other times I'm like fuck 'em. I don't understand how people can do some of the things they do. Why do people try so hard to be better than others? Make others feel bad? Make their self feel so good? Why do people think they're better than others because of what they do or don't do? I swear too much time with anyone can be a killer. Hanging with the people I never thought I'd grow to dislike, just make me want to spend my days at work, my nights partying and my afternoons shopping. I wish I was working already. God, I hope I can find a job number two. My life is so crazy. Ready to graduate. Ready for my open house. Ready to begin working. Ready to go to college. READY.

I walk in the I turn up.

"pockets full of  hundreds." ( Ha, need to make that part come true )
I am The Princess.
Last day of school tomorrow.
I will be out here tryna function.
Be above the influence.
Shitty, my car prolly never gonna get fixed fucking with my Daddy.

last week of school.

& I am gone.
God, my tire blew up basically
I got 5$ to my name.
And I'm waiting to get my piercing till after graduation, just in case I'm getting a new car.
And oh, yeh. I'm not taking anybody anywhere this year ( my cousins lol )

H&M swimsuit.

I want you.