January 2012
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December 2011
1 post
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Best day of my life.
Super High too lazy to go upstairs..
Find hidden chip stash I hid last time I was high.
November 2011
32 posts
In regards to my No Shave November Legs-
Me: Well, I'm sorry I don't meet societal standards of beauty.
Dad: Which society are you talking about? You sure meet a Sasquatch's societal standards.
Oh, my pants are dirty.
Sitting in anthropology. I dyed my hair this weekend and I look like a hard gothic princess. I’m going to kill myself. Shits real dark. cool. My life sux. KEWL. I dont want anyone to talk to me.
I am freaking out. Hyperventilating. I can’t deal with my shit. I need help. I know what I need, but I’m running as far from it as I can possible imagine. I can’t cope, I pack a bowl. Everything I’m struggling with goes away as the smoke that consumes my lungs blows away. I am genuinely the saddest I have ever been in my entire life. My existence seems absolutely...
Mmmmmfmdfnfkds;afas. I don’t want to go to school/work today. I just want to play outside. On a happier note, I smell fantastic.
Note: Scarf/Space heater.. It is getting cold outside. No bueno. I WANT FALL
My nose looks strangely symmetrical in this one. I h8 ma profile.
Today was interesting. I seem to think I am a lot funnier than every body else thinks I am. I think I’m starting to be okay with that, which probably is not okay, at all. It’s getting easier and easier to just isolate myself away from my friends instead of trying to put myself out there and be with people. I’d almost rather smoke a bowl in my room by myself and listen to...
