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So, oh man, am I fucked up! I drank a bunch of Delsym and I'm like.... can't even explain. I threw up because I made myself do it because I felt sick, and now I feel better, but also I was thinking, when it happened, "so that's how you do it... I just haven't been going far enough down!" so I'm hoping that this isn't the beginning of some horrible new trend of puking. I wanted so bad to puke last night after applebee's. Anyway, the smell of food is making me really really sick. I am enjoying this high, though, quite a lot. Unhh.... yay dissociate partial opioid agonist! That's what dextromethorphan is, right? (let me hide my insecurities by showing off with fancy drug words) oh no! I'm actually in a weird mood. I'm in a good mood and in a freak-out mood. Actually I've been kind of freaking out for a few days now. I feel like I did in high school. Maybe it's the drugs, since I haven't been this high on cough syrup since then, but maybe it's.... maybe it's something else... I don't know. I just want them to finish eating so I can go hang out.
I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I wish I were dreaming right now. Also I am typing really fast which i like to do . This is kind of a stream-of-consciousness, almost, except I can't help but be aware that someone might read it so that kind of ruins the flow but whatever, I like to type quickly-oh, I guess The Boy is done with his sandwich but I can still smell it and it's TERRIBLE. BTW not that you need to know (it's gross!) but I pooped a lot (not from laxies) and I think my jeans fit better. Also I bought a bunch of new makeup with my textbook money and I got glittery eyeliner and some mascara and red lipstick and basically I look like a fat glam whore, not in the worst way, but in a way that probably contributes to the sensation of once more being Parker J Parker, my high-school persona. as;ldfkjsdklfjasdlfjk;sdljkf;sdlkj Just because I felt like pressing a lot of keys even though I can't really think of anything else to say. I kind of wish I were taking some kind of typing test right now because I bet I'd get a really high score, ha!
okay, done!
I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I wish I were dreaming right now. Also I am typing really fast which i like to do . This is kind of a stream-of-consciousness, almost, except I can't help but be aware that someone might read it so that kind of ruins the flow but whatever, I like to type quickly-oh, I guess The Boy is done with his sandwich but I can still smell it and it's TERRIBLE. BTW not that you need to know (it's gross!) but I pooped a lot (not from laxies) and I think my jeans fit better. Also I bought a bunch of new makeup with my textbook money and I got glittery eyeliner and some mascara and red lipstick and basically I look like a fat glam whore, not in the worst way, but in a way that probably contributes to the sensation of once more being Parker J Parker, my high-school persona. as;ldfkjsdklfjasdlfjk;sdljkf;sdlkj Just because I felt like pressing a lot of keys even though I can't really think of anything else to say. I kind of wish I were taking some kind of typing test right now because I bet I'd get a really high score, ha!
okay, done!