bored

Nov 16, 2007 23:49

I want Jay. But i can't get in touch with him.

So I want drugs... like shrooms, although it's getting late for those...
or pills...
I'm going to have to swipe more from my mom.
At the very least I want hard liquor.

I'm fucking lonely.
And a little scared.
I'm trying to remember why life isn't pointless. I wish I had my coloring book. Or that my kitten was sleeping on my bed. Or that my little brother was sleeping on my bed or yapping his wonderful nonsense.
I have to think about the good stuff.
I don't like to feel depressed like this. I know I'd be fine if Jay was here. It's less than two days until I see Jay and my family. I just want them so bad right now. I don't want to come back here. I want to be with the people I love. But this is for my career. My mom did so much for me to be here. I have to stay. I have to be brave.

And I blame our taker culture for making me want to stupify myself with drugs.
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