first post
ive never kept a journal for more than two weeks. i lost interest in my own life and thought it painfully boring to write in it, so i never did. also, i knew my mother would read it. and my head stories were always better than to write of my now existance and my past existance.
a freind of mine showed me this site, and it is my intention to eventually give this to her to gain access to her innermost thoughts on matters. this does not mean that i shall stint my own logs. no, ill make this as complete as i have the energy to do so.
right now, it is almost 1 am, and i am so high on drugs, medicated drugs, that i cant see straight. my mind wont work. when i look at the tv, everything pops out as 3D, and letter are big and small and not in ordered lines.
this is what happends when i take these drugs. i am very unstable on my feet. is there a word to describe someone who is closer than a freind, more to you than a sister, but not in a gay way? i just call her ani. there is no other word for it. there is no other word to express such closeness in all things, and the willingness for one to do anything for another. its like with my mai.
ill write more when im less high.
later