Nov 11, 2010 18:55
There have been times in my life when I looked ahead and thought, "How high can I go?" and then thought, "Or how low can I sink?"
Then today I came to the network to ask if anybody sells drugs.
Pharmaceutical drugs. (That's not much better, is it.) I have the names and dosages. Just not insurance, a psychiatrist, or... funds. I would really, really, really, really prefer not to ask my dad. And I really need my anti-anxiety medication back.
I'm sorry. This is the most pathetic post ever and I should just get over my ~*issues*~.
† harry osborn | n/a