May 20, 2004 00:43
its almost one... last night i slept, and wish that i could again. soma and high life... not much helps, i cant stop thinking, thinking of who i am and what that means or people ill soon forget.
i read thru this all, and can see my trip evolve, now ts over and im left with so little,
a yearning for money, for love, fora place to sleep that i can cal my own
ever thing is fuzzy, good friends look distant, but i had a good run and now i suffer from the consequences