my weekend/hard to remember.
if you care to read, this is not exactly what happened, more of what went on in my mind at the time of "the high".
and i am totally caring about every single person in the world, i mean, i wouldnt say everyone. /if i cared about everyone i would be donating money, cleaning up trash, doing something. and i'm not, that's the point, i want to love everyone, i try, and it's sooo hard. i can clearly say, that i love everyone i know. but there are only a very few, that actually have my heart.
if you want to know what i think about caring, and what i boyfriend should to when they are "going out" or "dating" a girl. then go to my blogs, at myspace.com, here's a link:
http://blog.myspace.com/germs
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but i'm lacking love back, i have so many people that love me, that care for me, that say i'm the sweetest guy they've ever met, and i am. but i lack to find the one girl in my life, that would make everything better about me..come true. the only thing i want to change about myself is my weight. that's all i care about. i would be the happiest boy in the world if that happened.
in other news, back to the part about "the high". READ:
"i've been wanting a lot of things these past days, i've been doing things these last couple days..illegal things. first of all, i got xanax from my sister, FUCK THAT SHIT, but i'll still take it if i get the chance. all i'm talking about is, it was just like the last time i took it, black out..black out..BLACK OUT.
and then, yesterday rolls around, and robert comes downstairs with a fucking oxy, and some other pill i can't spell out. and i split it all with clinton, and we have a fucking trip. i seriously do not remember, please help me.
just let me tell you, it was fun, i saw christen, i barely remember seeing christen, but i did. brief moments on those nights, me downing beers like no tomorrow..me drinking pussy beer, and not even remembering it, only flashes of it. one thing, one things only..i have a craving, a craving to get "high". let's toke it up, and by the way...i'm broke."
THE END.
-germs
and i am totally caring about every single person in the world, i mean, i wouldnt say everyone. /if i cared about everyone i would be donating money, cleaning up trash, doing something. and i'm not, that's the point, i want to love everyone, i try, and it's sooo hard. i can clearly say, that i love everyone i know. but there are only a very few, that actually have my heart.
if you want to know what i think about caring, and what i boyfriend should to when they are "going out" or "dating" a girl. then go to my blogs, at myspace.com, here's a link:
http://blog.myspace.com/germs
_____________________________
but i'm lacking love back, i have so many people that love me, that care for me, that say i'm the sweetest guy they've ever met, and i am. but i lack to find the one girl in my life, that would make everything better about me..come true. the only thing i want to change about myself is my weight. that's all i care about. i would be the happiest boy in the world if that happened.
in other news, back to the part about "the high". READ:
"i've been wanting a lot of things these past days, i've been doing things these last couple days..illegal things. first of all, i got xanax from my sister, FUCK THAT SHIT, but i'll still take it if i get the chance. all i'm talking about is, it was just like the last time i took it, black out..black out..BLACK OUT.
and then, yesterday rolls around, and robert comes downstairs with a fucking oxy, and some other pill i can't spell out. and i split it all with clinton, and we have a fucking trip. i seriously do not remember, please help me.
just let me tell you, it was fun, i saw christen, i barely remember seeing christen, but i did. brief moments on those nights, me downing beers like no tomorrow..me drinking pussy beer, and not even remembering it, only flashes of it. one thing, one things only..i have a craving, a craving to get "high". let's toke it up, and by the way...i'm broke."
THE END.
-germs