Tired of life. Before I die. I want a big line of cocaine. I want to be at my happiest again. But fuck it. I will just sit here. In this little fucking crack den [looks like it anyway] and roll up some joints with paul and maybe go pilling later. Yeah....this is what its come to. Im not living at home anymore. I havent been for a while now. Just keep leaving entries when i sneak home to get shit like food or whatever. Okay well...later x