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This morning I guess I was sleep talking..with my eyes open. pam told me to empty the cat box and i sat up and told her "i ordered one but i dont want one anymore" and then i pointed at the trash and started giggling. I dont remember that..but when i woke up both my parents were in my room standing over me asking what fucking drugs i took and what i smoked.. they were freaking the fuck out and they took me to the doctors to get a drug test. i told them i had my period so i couldn't take it. that's retarded though..anyone could sleep talk and be disoriented in the morning..i didn't come home till 4:30 last night and they knew i was gone the whole time. they didn't beleive me when i said i went for a walk, a really long 6 hour walk.. damn. oh well. fuck them.
i need to buy a flush kit..soon. or score some piss or something..or maybe stop intoxicating myself..ehh. screw it.
i really dont care.
i want to go look at the fucking cars today at the nationals thing.
i need to buy a flush kit..soon. or score some piss or something..or maybe stop intoxicating myself..ehh. screw it.
i really dont care.
i want to go look at the fucking cars today at the nationals thing.