Dear Journal,
So Michael told me today that Luke wasn't going to talk to me, so if I had anything to say it would have to be said to Michael and then relayed to Luke. You know what I thought about that?
B u l l s h i t.
I mean, it wasn't my fault that Amanda and Luke were practically gagging eachother on the couch. I swear if they went any longer they would choke on each others toungue. Now that's not a pleasant thought is it?
Didn't think so.
Well, without me giving them a little warning, they wouldn't be alive right now. I mean, yeah, screaming at the top of your lungs isn't usually the best way to say "Hey, if you continue shoving the things you use to soften food up down each others throats, you might choke, and die." But hey, it was a funny reaction.
It was totally worth it in my opinion.
So anyways, you know what I told Michael to tell Luke?
I said, "Ah!"
Ashton
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