All is well
Goin to work in a little bit. Yesterday was ok. James - he's my new boyfriend and all, and my wife - lindsay (lol) went to his house and we toked up and just stared at his beautiful room. IT's just so fuckin odd. Oh well. I don't know what to say right now. i barely woke up from the damn alarm clock. Ar. I like passed out because I was so tired and shit. Nothing real damn exciting going on. I like... need a life or something. See, I just live life, and no one seems to really care. Oh well. It's how it is. I walk around, like a zombie, from the dead, trying to relive what had just recently died. It's confusing. I do not feel like I am here, I feel like I am somewhere else, even though, I am not high or nothing, just this is how I am normally. IT scares me, to know that I am always in a little world of my own, closing myself off from everyone else so that they cannot enter this little... "bubble" or realm around me. I have... just a weird demented mind, but it's all good, i guess.