bad things for such good karma
this weekend kirstin came and visited me. we had a very good time, and it would of been one of the best weekends ever if the following never happened : andy being "dead", loosing/getting my wallet stolen, and having some control over myself.
my wallet is gone and i dont know how it happened. i wasnt drunk enough to stupidly leave it somewhere. im fucked. i had all of my money, my id, debit card, school id, fake id, everything. part of me just hopes i will find it and part of me realizes it very well could have been stolen. if someone i know did steal it, please just give it back, take the money, leave it in my mailbox, whatever. i just need all of my cards back. i just hope i drunkly put it somewhere ridiculous and i find soon even though i tore my room apart.
life is suckin man.
my wallet is gone and i dont know how it happened. i wasnt drunk enough to stupidly leave it somewhere. im fucked. i had all of my money, my id, debit card, school id, fake id, everything. part of me just hopes i will find it and part of me realizes it very well could have been stolen. if someone i know did steal it, please just give it back, take the money, leave it in my mailbox, whatever. i just need all of my cards back. i just hope i drunkly put it somewhere ridiculous and i find soon even though i tore my room apart.
life is suckin man.