Listening to: Elliot Smith
Feeling: disconnected
Did you know it's hard as fuck to type your password when you're buzzed out your mind? Jesus.
I visted my nana today, hoping that she'd buy some cigs for me. She just gave me her's and we smoked and talked about porno's that she has. She has lesbian porn. Not sure how I feel about that. Later on we talked about how she told her husband's bastard son that she "drinks, smokes, and likes a little every now and then!" Preceded to tell her that I got a little bit the other day and, no, she didn't have to worry about me getting pregnant, it wasn't a guy. I got a beer for that. Walked home, door locked and I had no key so I had to go through a window. I'm in my fucking room with like one leg still out and my dog, that had been watching me the whole time, starts barking like someone's breaking in. Stupid fucking dog.
Smoked a couple blunts with two guys today. Was only girl, did not feel weird. What is it with guys and video games all fucking night?! Got some free food, ciggeretts, a two liter, and rode out to the park. Stole some practice baseballs and let Robin do do-nuts in the parking lot in my car while fucked up on meds. I pissed myself and she puke, Tank kind of fell out my car. End of night I had a flat tire. Eh. Most fun I've had in a while.
I still missed him a bit.
Motherfucker.
I wasnt trying to be depressing, nor was i dperessed when i wrote that. Your statements are definetly true. What my post meant to me is that life is ticking away and you shouldnt waste it.
Loves,
Kelly
~Byez~