Ramblings

I'm ready to raid the fuck out of Urban, and fucking hard.

I've always said I'd never be one to try coke. And now I find myself doing exactly that. I'd like to try everything, be as stimulated at possible, bur still try everything once.

Eric is very intriguing.

Maybe I'm changing for the worse. I really don't  know. I don't know who to trust, or who I can count on. I just feel like I'm dragging myself around, all sluggish and empty and confused. I need to stop feeling so sorry for myself. STOP STOP STOP
I see myself becoming a lot more calm though, more okay staring into empty space, watching how slow the minutes pass.

I miss my weight from a couple years ago. I haven't fallen back into habits but I feel like I'm about to. I should lose weight in a healthy way

I'm looking forward to Oregon and Heather. And the 4th of July. I know I'll miss Andrew greatly though.