sleeping, dying, whatever
this weekend wasn't so great. but today should be better. i don't know if i'll ever do mushrooms again. i should have known i'm too easily freaked out. i just wanted to crawl in a hole and die yesterday, but i had to go to my birthday party my family had for me. i got about 60 bucks, which is cool. fake laughter's the worst. i slept it off, all after noon in an attempt to crawl in a hole and die. it didn't work, but it's better than being awake. it was the first time i've ever wanted a weekend to just end. i hate my house. i'd rather be in school. and if you know me, you know how much i hate school.