I'm suprisingly having one of the best mornings I've had in so freaking long.Again, with the RockstarPunched and doritos... No suprise there...
I want to get messed up tonight.
Head up to Chris's, plop on the couch and just rip that bong all fuckin night...although I perfer joints.
Ive been avoiding getting stoned actually, due to my excessive paranoia...If I do I hide in my room by myself and try to not think about anything.
I've been assigned by this couceler, her name is Melissa and I love her energy, she makes me feel happy with life... I've been assigned to write down everything I appreciate during my day...
So I shall. When I think about it I appreciate so fucking much. But I don't express it enough.
Last night I talked to him about how I feel like I'm just drifting away from him. He feels like I just don't like him anymore, at all. I do though. But it's like my brain just can't focus on that. Never the good things that I need to focus on.I feel bad for the way I act toward him sometimes. But I just can't stop the way I feel...
I just need to get away for a while Slip away into my sweet, tender oblivion... Dark blue sea. My shimmering dreamland. Take me away, will you please.

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