sometimes i wish i still did drugs. i don’t think it’s wrong to admit that and i’m pretty positive almost everyone does. i miss the people i used to hang out with and actually feeling like i was a real. maybe it was the drug but whatever. i want to say i don’t miss the feeling but i did. and i would now. but i miss the memory and i miss the time and i miss the place. but i feel as if i go back to that stage in my life again it wouldn’t be the same. it wouldn’t, i’ve tried and it doesn’t. i’ve tried again and it still doesn’t. it didn’t feel right. maybe i’m caring too much and i shouldn’t. maybe that’s what fucked me up. all of that shit fucked me up. i wasn’t like this before that. or maybe i was and i didn’t realize it. for some reason i feel more alienated than ever before. i want to feel comfortable again. i am a real person, i do feel real but something’s missing. i don’t think i can ever fulfill what is not there. there is always something more. when can i learn to accept it?

everything is just a game.

my horoscope is repeatedly telling me i will see an abundance of money head my way. where is this money??? the only thing i am seeing is money going going going going going going going...gone

since when do you sleep on your back?

'to love yourself is the beginning of a lifelong romance' - oscar wilde.

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