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alright so. i guess i can just update this with the truth, because its not like anyone reads this anyway.well sunday me and some friends got busted with pot. yeah whatever. um. ive been sick all week. still feel horrible. and im not happy, im getting depressed and m not stopping it. it's almost like i need it now, like my life wont be full until i get depressed fall hurt and crawl my way back up again. its not daily routine, its even more then that, like second nature. so ill fall while no one waits for me, while no helps, while i sit on the ground realizing all has gone wrong and eventuall by myself get back up again. its not bad though. im not complaining. because i dont care anymore. i wouldnt have it any other way. my face hurts and it aches. i cant breathe.i think i'll go write....wow i only write when im sad. and i write everyday..........