A big black dog was sitting perfunctory at the door of our house, but never barked
I'm not a very strict person but i do have a few rules your going to follow if your to live here. I guess you could call it a dogma, but there easy to follow. don't uses the restroom i'm door and don't chew up the furniture. now what should we name you, ahh i know. how about jax.
my dog and i were jovially running through town when mike, a dark but cool Gothic guy from school, ran into me when he noticed my dog. when i stopped to chat with him the jax stared at me defiantly, wanting to play.
A few days later i got in to an argument with Ric, a mean jock, who thought he was better then me, which was fallacy, we where about to fight but was adult disengaged us. i must admit i wasn't the person of sanctity i am now
quite being a boisterous buffoon, your not better than me.
i'm so tired of people treating me like a dainty little piece of paper because i dont scuffle with my friends vary much. i wish that that dissenter would just leave me alone but no.
As I go to sleep I become profusely tired. I'm tired of peoples orthodoxy that its OK to mess with others.but people are selfish and greedy. they only car for them self