12 mins left.
This time last year I was hammered. Getting drunk on the phone with my best friend who happened to be 12 hours away. My sister’s left over XXX was the only thing to drink, so I did. It was nasty, but it got the job done. I woke up the next day, my technically birthday, at 5pm. Got out of bed and snorted some pills. Everything has changed. It seems like life is always harder when you’re living it. Go figure. She doesn’t live 12 hours away anymore….only about 20 mins, but she’s harder to get to these days. And all the pills and booze have gone away. Oh things have changed.
11:50 pm • 6 December 2009
ohaysir
I am doing this little project thing. Going a year without being in any sort of romantic relationship. No sex, no dating. Nothing. This is my blog about it. Follow?
6:44 pm • 6 December 2009
I am convinced that life is just one big joke, nothing I say or do matters. In the end I will have changed no one’s life. The choices I make do not have anything to do with the grand scheme of things. I am a small person in a small town on a speck of earth. What is the point in all of this?
4:57 am • 27 November 2009
it started with a three. the third day of the third month in the third class of the day. It was only right for it to end with a three. 3:33 pm.
4:12 pm • 25 November 2009
I miss when things were easy, when we could
- lay in the grass and look at the stars
- laugh so hard we cried
- tell each other anything
- put all our money together to get a pack of wild horses
- pop pills with rockstars
- hot box cars
- walk the streets at 3 am
- hang out on front porches
- get dressed up to walk around the tp
- walk up to any given person at any given time and smoke with them
- climb trees wearing skirts
- light up a blunt in the middle of the road
- be free
- live in the moment and love each other
12:37 am • 25 November 2009