why do i always need a subject?|
tried to read eds entry and its weird how i found out there WAS an entry. pierre told me but i cant read it on my own. this may have to do with my utter ineptitude with anything computer-y.
naaahhh couldnt be that i dont know what im doing. not that i live my life that way or anything.
i wish i was allowed to go out sometimes.
you read right....at least i dont feel like im allowed to do things, i guess im allowed to but it doesnt feel that way.
been 4 days now without pot or benadryl or anything to help me sleep. good thing i borrowed this harry potter book. i dont want to be done with it cuz then ill watch even more tv, which, when i think about it, just might not be possible.
however, when i do finish with it, i must return it to my aunt. dare i hope to score another lid off her? i just want some drugs, i hate drinking, as everyone knows and i wouldnt want to opine too strongly about it at the moment. beer makes me fat and liquor makes me mean/crying. pot makes me stupid (ill get that ass cancer yet, i will). pills make me love and feel and think and want to be optomistic, even if it is only for a few hours, its still the fucking best. everytime i think about pills i recall the blackjack? poker? go-fish? (whichever card game) night with klisha, "american nightmare", our one 40oz, and of course the illustrious flamingo lamp. oh yeah, and the itching. goood tiiiimes.
i gotta get my bike trued (sp?) like two months ago. whenever theres a break between songs, i can hear everything clanging and bending and spinning, definite sounds of 40+ years of existence and taking beatings.
a back brake would be nice too.
Current Mood: gloomy
Current Music: afi-days of the phoenix (stop laughing right now)