January 2012
I’ll kiss… oh wait, Wes isn’t here.
JASON, WHERE ARE YOUUUU?
Meh. I’m so “I don’t give a fuck about New Years” this year, yet I keep looking at the time waiting for 12:00…..
One hour. Una hora. Une heures. Uno ora.
Chloe will be Chloe.
Done.
DRAKE IS PERFORMING RIGHT NOW.
I’m staying inside today because I don’t want to be around so many freaking people. I will have the urge to hurt them badly, especially because there’s a little more than a million people outside.
This is crazy.
I just sent Tasha a picture of a guy in tight boxer-briefs and totally forgot she said she was gonna go eat….. I’m hoping she closed AIM and it’s a safe zone….
Fourth year in a row I'm more excited for England's New Year than my own.
annnnnddd….
IT’S 2012 IN ENGLANNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDD!
IT’S A NEW YEAR.
IT’S A NEW YEAR.
