Thoughts, full of thoughts
I haven't thought about Jamie since before I had to go to the hospital. I don't care about Jamie any more. I talked about him the other day I realized that I have no feelings for him. It was a long 5 days in the hospital. With nothing to do I thought. I thought about a lot of things. I decided I want to write a book. I think it could help people. Shit. I may even help myself to realize a few things. I also decided that I'm going to move back to California. I need a fresh start. Tulsa is just not my scene anymore. I'm calling my dad in the morning to let him know. I'm sure he'll be excited. Maybe now I can get my life back together and I can get to where I want it to be. Maybe I'll be happy again. Maybe not, but it's worth a shot! Sorry, so not trying to rhyme. Hospitals do funny things to you. I thought I was going crazy for a day, but they had me on so much morphine was else was I to think? Its funny how you think you can trust someone, you give them your heart, and you end up in the hospital. What a worthless piece of shit. And you know who I'm talking about. I know this might sound harsh, but if you died today I wouldn't cry. I don't think I would even care.