Well actually heh heh... I'm over It.
Thats right, I'm over it. I dunno, Guess I realize that it is no big deal to me anymore. I don't really care. Who gives a shit. I don't, I can't imagine who does. But wasn't that interesting though, how down I was, how low I was feeling inside, it all just brought out the poet in me and I wrote such beautiful words. Sure they sounded like Emily Dickenson, but hey atleast I had a man...once. Anyway if I can write like that than maybe I should be a writer or something.
I have been thinking about clove ciggarettes all month. I stopped smoking tabacco last may, they just started making me sick. But I keep on wondering if the clove ones are better. I mean they are tasty from what I remember. So Michelle is gonna bring me some after school. Oh and weed, ever since I saw the Drug Years on vh1 I have been wanting to get high for the longest time. But no need to worry, its just weed it aint that bad. Infact I can't even understand why its illegal. I mean alchohol is just as intoxicating, and deadly. Why not legalize it and slap an age limit on it. Oh well.
Yesterday when I came home, there was a dead anole on my porch. Neither mom or me want to touch it to throw it away. So it smells really bad. I had dreams about dead lizards all night. People just kept killing them. It was horrible. But things die, and I can't change that.
I have been thinking about clove ciggarettes all month. I stopped smoking tabacco last may, they just started making me sick. But I keep on wondering if the clove ones are better. I mean they are tasty from what I remember. So Michelle is gonna bring me some after school. Oh and weed, ever since I saw the Drug Years on vh1 I have been wanting to get high for the longest time. But no need to worry, its just weed it aint that bad. Infact I can't even understand why its illegal. I mean alchohol is just as intoxicating, and deadly. Why not legalize it and slap an age limit on it. Oh well.
Yesterday when I came home, there was a dead anole on my porch. Neither mom or me want to touch it to throw it away. So it smells really bad. I had dreams about dead lizards all night. People just kept killing them. It was horrible. But things die, and I can't change that.