Tonight,

Trevor and I are going on a date and I think I just may buy myself a new dress for the occasion. I’m not entirely sure yet. I wish there were cuter clothing stores around here because I really want to find a nice cheap black dress to wear with my Bride of Frankenstein shoes.

An old elementary school friend that I keep in touch with texted me today and informed me that he just got out of rehab for heroin. So, that makes two childhood friends who have started shooting up and had to go to rehab. I really hate how all of my former best friends have turned out sometimes. Get better guys, no mas heroin! Kapoop?