I stole jewelry for this girl in the 4th or 5th grade from Target. I remember just taking the packaging off. I thought I was so swift and smooth but yea, my mom found out, she wasn't too happy. But I had already given the girl the jewelry so I couldn't go and take it back.
I smoked for 5 or 6 years before I quit last year in May. May 5th. Comin' up on a year.
Can't believe I did it. It feels so good, though, to not have loogies in my throat all the time. Hallelujah.
I have been drunk before.
I have had sex.
I have masturbated to porn.
I have looked through naughty magazines.
I stole my dad's naughty magazines.
I showed my little brother my dad's naughty magazines.
I gave my dad's naughty magazines to a kid younger than my little brother.
I lied to my dad about not knowing where his naughty magazines were and told him Darrel did it.
I blamed everything that I ever did wrong (that I could blame on him) on Darrel.
I stole my sister's jewelry and hairclips and girly stuff like that (put it all in a box) and then gave it to this girl I liked in 5th grade (not the same girl from above), and to top it all off - she threw it away. Talk about making me mad. Beeyotch. Karma's a bitch, damn, I hate that girl. lol
That's enough for now. Let's see if this gets a few laughs, although, it is all true.