I am a sincerely bizarre person.
This is a fact.
Sometimes my foreign friends think me to be drunk. Nope! Not tonight folks. Just super…. I don’t even know.
I didn’t party or anything this weekend. Or last weekend. Or… no I did the weekend before that. I think? Maybe? Yes…?
I really just need a smoke right now. Just weed though. I can’t do tobacco anymore. The smell, while sometimes I like it, now tends to make me nauseated. Too many drunk nights smoking with the guys and then ending that night with my head in the toilet.
I would love to this Spring Break. That’d be nice to get stoned but not too high like last time I did. I was very… gone that night.
I don’t know. I’m just…. very anxious this break.
Heart palpitations have been becoming more frequent for no reason. That’s just great.
I just can’t right now.
I can’t anything.
I can’t function.
I’m so fucking awkward.
I’m just going to go let my brain rot now. It’s… fulfilling?
I needed this day of nothing.
Tomorrow- hello reality. Again.