*insert sad music here*

I love you hawt boy my 50 year old supervisor also thinks your hawt.
You were super nice today. I liked talking to you. I totally could have worked till 11 with you tonight. I hope you go sleep in the barrel truck. But you'll end up going out cause your trouble like that. :P Happy Birthday.
Big Four people scare the shit out of me. Spending minimal time in there.
Early this morning.
Ugh John's gate. Hold on.
Good luck in Texas with Girlfriend.
Bring sweater tomorrow. Mornings are chilly.
Face melted.
Oops.
Girlfriend and I apparently have lots in common.
Still trying to figure out how old Tony is. We're trying to find out how to entertain ourselves now that we've lost interested in the pylons.
Rick laid done the law today. Apparently he's impressed with us though cause last year was a total mess at our lot.
Don't touch me. What if I was there? What if I was scared?
People don't get me and that's cool. But don't talk shit about me and I won't about you. Like honestly doing that is total bullshit. You don't even know half of the shit. It wasn't about that. It was about what it reminded me of. And how much I hate it now. I hate it sooo much.
Rip me to pieces, spit in my eye. Well fuck you. Fuck you everyone. I hate most of you. Except some people I know I can actually truly trust. Those people are far and few between.
Love that you know about Folk. And is GC seriously the first thing that comes to your mind.
Life goes so slowly after 2:00.
I think I'll take a break tomorrow and just go hang out on the grass.
Dip and Dots. Mmm...
Love,
McSmiley
Ps. I love that you now have everyone in the car wave to me. :P Good times and good people.
Money and a tv.