16; about

he never erased your picture from his memories.
are you blind? being that i'm the only one that can see.
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yesterday was pretty interesting i guess.
i managed to get 5$ from that old woman across the street.
i was outside with my dad and mom, and she came bopping along, with her newly bought pitbull and a bag of marshmallows.
i resisted all i could, but finally she shoved that 5 into my pocket, and a marshmallow into my mouth.
i've been grown up, and taught not to take money and what not, but i really wanted that 5. something inside of me wanted that 5 but i tried and tried and tried. but when she finally gave it to me, i felt really really really good.
i'm not sure why, but i'm craving money so much.
i think the materialistic side in me is starting to appear.
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these summer days have been full of too much leisure.
and i somewhat hate it, but somewhat like it.
the other day, i spent 2 hours learning how to tell fake nike dunk sb's, from the real ones.
there's a plethora of ways to do this, so now i'm pretty sure when i get my money to buy them, i'll be okay.
i'd really like a pair of tiffanys, pigeons, and purple pigeons,but that's besides me.
i'm also been online shopping a lot.
materialistic.
i've been playing this video game, beyond good and evil.
i've had to have had it for at least 2 years already, but i decided to really get into it.
hopefully, when i start playing again at 11 or whatever, i'll be able to beat it in an hour.
last night, i was on the verge of beating it again, at the final boss, but then my brother pulled on some cord, and the wii imploded and the game got lost since there was no save point before or whatever.
i got really really really pissed off, and was ready to yell. but ergh.

later, i'm not done.