i cant stop loving you<3
Today was fuckin awesomee.
: woke up at 2
: my girl jamie, n brandon came ovr.
: chilled talked wit them for a while, took a couple hits.
: they left at 5:30
: Went ovr to mandys and straightned out shit wit her. i made a lot of sense after 4 hits. =)
: chilled wit them till like 6:30
: came home, wanted to go to tristas, but my mom was being a fuckin bitch.
now im sitting here, effedd upp.
THIS IS IMPORTANT. PLEASE READ..-->
when i walk around town and see teenage girls smoking cigarettes and makin deals, and hear them taLkin about getting a bag later.
ok alright, yeah. LETS GO FUCKIN SMOKE A BAG AND GET FUCKED UP, SO WE CAN BE COOL. were fucking idiots. we smoke pot, wtf?
i am trying to quit, but u dont know what its like, to give up something you did and were happy with for so long. i feel like i cant do it, but i know i can. i can quit doing everything, cigarettes, pot, alchol, i can. but i have to cut down. i have been doing that. ive basiclly quit everything besides one thing: maryjane.
FUCK.
you people dont fuckin know me, not one thing about me. cause i have no one anymore, just brandon. and hes my strength i need him.
i hate when u say "that girls a pothead" or something sarcasticly bitchy.
cause, its not our fault. sure we did it, we liked it, we did it some more. and more. and more. and more. but thats just cause our friends always had it. wtf, im not just gunna sit in the same room with someone while there smokin a joint. cause ive changed. i know it, and im sorry, i dont wanna loose any of you over this, please. its not my fault, i didnt wanna end up like this. im trying, and i will proceed on trying until im clean. please just be here for me, i need everyone one of you to help me through it.
: woke up at 2
: my girl jamie, n brandon came ovr.
: chilled talked wit them for a while, took a couple hits.
: they left at 5:30
: Went ovr to mandys and straightned out shit wit her. i made a lot of sense after 4 hits. =)
: chilled wit them till like 6:30
: came home, wanted to go to tristas, but my mom was being a fuckin bitch.
now im sitting here, effedd upp.
THIS IS IMPORTANT. PLEASE READ..-->
when i walk around town and see teenage girls smoking cigarettes and makin deals, and hear them taLkin about getting a bag later.
ok alright, yeah. LETS GO FUCKIN SMOKE A BAG AND GET FUCKED UP, SO WE CAN BE COOL. were fucking idiots. we smoke pot, wtf?
i am trying to quit, but u dont know what its like, to give up something you did and were happy with for so long. i feel like i cant do it, but i know i can. i can quit doing everything, cigarettes, pot, alchol, i can. but i have to cut down. i have been doing that. ive basiclly quit everything besides one thing: maryjane.
FUCK.
you people dont fuckin know me, not one thing about me. cause i have no one anymore, just brandon. and hes my strength i need him.
i hate when u say "that girls a pothead" or something sarcasticly bitchy.
cause, its not our fault. sure we did it, we liked it, we did it some more. and more. and more. and more. but thats just cause our friends always had it. wtf, im not just gunna sit in the same room with someone while there smokin a joint. cause ive changed. i know it, and im sorry, i dont wanna loose any of you over this, please. its not my fault, i didnt wanna end up like this. im trying, and i will proceed on trying until im clean. please just be here for me, i need everyone one of you to help me through it.