I just got a call from Karl and not gonna lie, it shocked me. Apparently I'm going over to his house tomorrow to paint cardboard boxes for a car show? I swear, if his stupid friends are there, I might kill myself. This is funny, because we haven't said a word in a few weeks. I still hate the little asshole.
Guard was long and boring, ughhh. But we got shit done and hey, the week's almost over. I'm so tired and can feel a long night ahead of me... God damn English homework.
xx Seven Days To the Poison Marz
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