Thursday, July 30, 2009. Not make it all harder and make me feel like i need to please everyone else. I am so sick of trying to be happy for other people. If i wanna lie in bed and sleep all day and stay up all night im going to do it. I dont want to socialise with other people or leave the house to do normal things. why should i? I dont feel normal at all. i dont even feel part of this world anymore. oh well hopefully this blog is a little more anonymous than it was. Sunday, July 12, 2009.

The System Finally Broke Me.

They gathered up their baskets when they were full of fragrant basil and peppers and spinach and chatted away as they went inside. The steps made the shifting and crackling sound wood makes when it gets a worn in. Up up up the lavender colored steps held up by kick plates that were painted like a Rousseau jungle with an African moon and sky. I guess I have to figure it out. And you will do great things! Corin, pt. Now he was left to wo.

The story of a guy who smokes too much pot and is trying to recover from being an antisocial bastard all his life. Saturday, April 25, 2009. Of course I did, I was awake all night in the goddamned hospital. But I smoked two bowls, and.