get high, stop feeling low.

it's fucking 420 and i'm not allowed to smoke. are you kidding me?

i saw fireworks from the freeway. and behind these closed eyes, i cannot make them go away.
cause you were born on the fourth of july.


my friends are all getting together and getting completely high.
but of course i get to be antisocial and stay home by myself.
meh.
i start the gym next week. i'm texting danny and he's so excited about today.
apparently this is the first time he's getting high. and he's going to at exactly 4:20.
ughhhhhhhhhhh.
i want to do it so bad but i promised someone i wouldn't.

i have to clean today and then imma get chinese food. starving.
i haven't been writing anything in weeks. i just can't. figure out what i wanna write.
i won't worry my life away! lala

fuck fuck fuck.
text me?
i used all my minutes this month so i'm dying.
i'm antisocial but jesus. i need to talk to someone.

njfsdkngk i dunno!
imma go clean and be weird now i suppose.
someone should really talk to me.
x)


hbfsdbgdj.
miss you.