Okay so, Max’s mom sent us food today and I kinda forgot I was a cheerleader for like, twenty minutes and now Sue is gonna kill me? I ate like, four of these things I can not pronounce right, but honestly? What a good way to go. Anyway, rip Wanda, she was a great bitch. If you can, make the Jonas Brothers be on my funeral so they can let me down one more time after not singing A little bit longer in their concert special.










