i finally have a cd player.
the real start to my saturday running again my back began to give at that point, catching buses by the hair all the way. running into a man which connects to souf oaklin slinking in to the hill to meet two men larger than myself. all of them. 6 foot 4. i mentioned how short i felt once. The boys at first ignorned me, but then showed interest as the minutes flew by waiting for the small man which is a shitty dealer. i'll go back to him if i'm desperate. i began to fear my surroundings, asking what time it was, 3:00. fuck, better run.
from souf oaklin to the hill up to forbes. FUUUUUUUUUCK. what time is it? what time is it?? 3:15.
15 minutes of running. i didn't stop. my ass had been enduring a beating from my side bag all the time. time to get our shit we deserved. i had the dollars earned, now get me my fucking shit. i cried at the bus stop when i got there. a man asked if i was okay, and i was kind of embarassed.
i got on the bus, my heart was throbing, i still had the will to cry, and i was coughing up a lung. My ears started to ring.
i got downtown to catch a 3:30 bus, at 3:35. There it is. i was on the bus when i saw it, forbes and stanwix, i ran to the west end bus stop. got there seeing red hair from the beginning of hestor drive, and an older man in a long black coat. 6 grams for 30?!?!? that's it baby. glad i didn't get shit from zach.
mike seemed like a nice guy. we went to the mall to get a gift for shmorkey, came back at 5:30, she knew we were gone in the car, my directions were so bad. finally arriving at shmorkey's. music in the name of her 17th year of living. many different people there, not party goers. none of us but a few. a room with fumes would be lovely, fumes and smoke.
i had a nice time.
good weekend.
friday was blah. maybe just cause of the robin thing. Ew. i can't explain how much that discusts me.
it was nice seeing lindsay. her laney and i should all hang out sometime. that'd be nice. eat n zine.
oh wow. the new downtown eat n park is suppost to be there now i think. i'll bet laney and i will use that place to say we're there, but never acctually go there cause a bunch of scene capa bitches are gonna hang out there.
from souf oaklin to the hill up to forbes. FUUUUUUUUUCK. what time is it? what time is it?? 3:15.
15 minutes of running. i didn't stop. my ass had been enduring a beating from my side bag all the time. time to get our shit we deserved. i had the dollars earned, now get me my fucking shit. i cried at the bus stop when i got there. a man asked if i was okay, and i was kind of embarassed.
i got on the bus, my heart was throbing, i still had the will to cry, and i was coughing up a lung. My ears started to ring.
i got downtown to catch a 3:30 bus, at 3:35. There it is. i was on the bus when i saw it, forbes and stanwix, i ran to the west end bus stop. got there seeing red hair from the beginning of hestor drive, and an older man in a long black coat. 6 grams for 30?!?!? that's it baby. glad i didn't get shit from zach.
mike seemed like a nice guy. we went to the mall to get a gift for shmorkey, came back at 5:30, she knew we were gone in the car, my directions were so bad. finally arriving at shmorkey's. music in the name of her 17th year of living. many different people there, not party goers. none of us but a few. a room with fumes would be lovely, fumes and smoke.
i had a nice time.
good weekend.
friday was blah. maybe just cause of the robin thing. Ew. i can't explain how much that discusts me.
it was nice seeing lindsay. her laney and i should all hang out sometime. that'd be nice. eat n zine.
oh wow. the new downtown eat n park is suppost to be there now i think. i'll bet laney and i will use that place to say we're there, but never acctually go there cause a bunch of scene capa bitches are gonna hang out there.