Apr 21, 2011 10:56
I don't know why but I just slaughtered two cans of beer and it aint even noon yet.
I passed out last night and I didn't even realize untill this morning around 6 am. yes, I burnt out in my own arms. (lonely and pathetic are good words right now for my autobiography.) On some fucking couch with all the cushions out of place. And right before falling into sleep I think I remember saying to Crystal,
"Hey! Now who the fuck is going to come around and sweep me off my feet?!" She said, "yeah?! gee, I don't know."
Smoked a ginormous bowl of pure THC crystals yesterday. Let me tell you, that shit was murderous! The guys didn't even tell us what we were smoking until I was already too ripped. What a challenged it was holding my self together. On the verge of coughing out a side of my lungs, blinking repeatedly at this ridiculously fast pace, saying shit before thinking about saying it properly and it felt like my nose ring was vibrating. I was wrecked.
Today, I'm drinking. Oooooh, look. She relapsed. What a fucking goof. Sorry friends, I have no aspirations or dreams today. AND no words of wisdom because clearly, I'm dumb and drunk right now.