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my father and i just got back from costco, where we bought me some new glasses. they dont come for 2 weeks but whatevs. glasses? thatsweode.
im really excited and content with my new friends. shout out to: kenda, kippa, james, donald, eric, and bryan. for real tho! i like having friends who have nice things to say to me. they arent out to make me feel dumb to make them feel better. my father tells me that friends arent anything, family is where its at. i dont know. im sure he knows what hes talking about. but i dont want to smoke weed with my uncles or grandmother, i dont want to talk about plato with my aunts, and i sure as hell dont want to act a fool infront of my parents. i guess what im saying is that i have too much to hide from them. im more comfortable knowing they dont know what i do everyday. EVERYDAY!
thats another thing. self-reflective me says." take a break from the drugs kid." im begining to listen but first i need a REAL reason. right now the doors are playing and that makes me want to smoke.
lately, ive been having immense feelings of guilt. as i should. i fucked up. my dad says that things are rough b/c i dont go to church and im shaking my fist at god. but im shaking my fist at myself. i did this to me, god has nohting to do with my own fucked up decision. but im not losing faith. in god yes, but not in myself.
i think my dad and i are giong to start and ebay business. he thinks we'll strike gold. im like whatever, we can do it. we need money. people are stupid theyll buy anything. i mean, we all bought beanie babies. (well i got mine from mcdonalds)
THANK YOU TO MISS MORGANA LAFAYE FOR GETTING THE JOB FOR ME!
im really excited and content with my new friends. shout out to: kenda, kippa, james, donald, eric, and bryan. for real tho! i like having friends who have nice things to say to me. they arent out to make me feel dumb to make them feel better. my father tells me that friends arent anything, family is where its at. i dont know. im sure he knows what hes talking about. but i dont want to smoke weed with my uncles or grandmother, i dont want to talk about plato with my aunts, and i sure as hell dont want to act a fool infront of my parents. i guess what im saying is that i have too much to hide from them. im more comfortable knowing they dont know what i do everyday. EVERYDAY!
thats another thing. self-reflective me says." take a break from the drugs kid." im begining to listen but first i need a REAL reason. right now the doors are playing and that makes me want to smoke.
lately, ive been having immense feelings of guilt. as i should. i fucked up. my dad says that things are rough b/c i dont go to church and im shaking my fist at god. but im shaking my fist at myself. i did this to me, god has nohting to do with my own fucked up decision. but im not losing faith. in god yes, but not in myself.
i think my dad and i are giong to start and ebay business. he thinks we'll strike gold. im like whatever, we can do it. we need money. people are stupid theyll buy anything. i mean, we all bought beanie babies. (well i got mine from mcdonalds)
THANK YOU TO MISS MORGANA LAFAYE FOR GETTING THE JOB FOR ME!