You need to stop your fucking self, G. You know it ain't good. Stop, just stop.
So, its Taylor's 21st birtday. The creepy thing is: i am Taylor. Just a Taylor from 6 years in the past. If this comes to me, and i am still living at home. Get a job and move out you bum. If this...
Dear Madison,
I'm writing this letter on January 27th, 2016. I just randomly found this website so this is kind of a spur of the moment deal. I'm just gonna talk about shit I'm dealing with right...
oh hello there, i didnt see you.
AND MY NAME IS.............
Dear me
its been 2 years you have finish high-school and either on the drive to your new home or not here to this day if you are heading to Vegas then i wish you luck on the drive you did so...