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[hippy_core]

i am continually frustrated by how little my dad does. and having relapsed or being in a relapse or whatever means that i should be slowing down, and i shouldn't want to keep being a good daughter and stop caring so much about my future because nothings ever going to work out for me if i do any sort of drug, ever. but i'm still getting up at 6:30 (

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Boop beep beep-a-deep boop boop

[smeard_blak_ink]

Awkward, that Im commenting I know. and maybe now you'll be like, oh boy time to privi-cize my LJ, or maybe now that I actually have one...it'll be like a crazy party with lots of "ho-shit look at that" kind of things. Or somthing. I dont know. its 4 am and Im out of cigarettes. And I wanna go get some, but Im broke, and well, white. White girls at this hour dont last, unless their on drugs. On the street that is. See where this is going? Cause I dont.

This was sposed to be a "hey i got a LJ and I was like oh yeah Rachel and commented you"

but instead it turned into that, and this.

I love you to pieces sugar lump, and I WANNA HANG OUT WITH A CRAZY. Also, and I say this in the least sarcastic, condescending way ever, that I really honestly think you're one of the smartest people I know, sometimes even to the point that its intimidating. and people who don't see that...aren't paying attention. And I say this after that time both of our vocabularies were limited to "Anal, gay, face, fuck, butt, love, fatt,whore" and not only in that order. boof. I love you a lot, and Im gettnig crazier by the second, so...

Cheerio love