life is what you make it
so this weekend was actually pretty good. I was expecting it to suck. whatever, details arent important. but wow have i been bitter lately. I pretty much told anyone who got in contact with me last night to fuck off. and they get all offensive and start asking you whats wrong. and then you wonder like is this the only reason you care ? because your fucked up? like society makes people believe that its so embarrassing to tell people what your thinking unless your intoxicated. i mean thats the only time i hear people say meaningful things. hah isnt pot suppose to make you like happy ? well i felt better after last night. and feel fine now.