tell me if i start to sound smart.
right now ; is very eventful.
- performance evening
- losing my ganja.
- cancelling apointments
- “stoned”
- the news about a cheating boyfriend
- finishing composition work
- buying SLASH for 28 bucks (fucking score)
first things first, im incredibly reluctant to dump that son of a bitch. im not too keen on getting screwed over again, so might as well, im getting my bag back…and to be honest, i haven’t jacked off over the thought of him in about a month. thats entirely his fault, and slash’s fault for being such a sexy motherfucker. so, hopefully in no time soon i can finally breathe some fresh fuckin` air.
second things second, my brothers house was the LAST place i’d ever thought i’d get high. the vodka was enough to set me off, but some sweet maryjane topped it. i was well aware of what i was doing, i wasn’t that fucked up. sure. someone who loses marijuana inside a home that shelters a 6 year old isnt fucked up at all. im a stupid girl, because not only did i break a promise, i also lost some good shit. on top of that, i think my boobs need to grow abit more in order to keep my stash safe.
third things third, im stressing over the fact that my report is DESTINED to be bad, what are my parents going to say? OMG its maggie’s birthday this friday..crap.
what i do i get her? fuuuucccccccckkkk.
i have no idea where i stand in the world at the moment. but i can say that
when i had one too many, i remember this feeling i had, it was good, fuckin` weird, but good. i felt high and light……floating almost.
i thank god for whatever it was that my brother gave me that night.
twas very noice.
from now on i’ll be a smart motherfucker and fuck all my boys DOWNstairs.
