Well I'm baked again, and just hit a mood swing. There's no-one outside, and something weird is on Much Music. I feel like the last person alive.

I dont want to be that person, I wana be one of the ones to dissapear forever, and to leave some fucked up person to wonder how quiet it is at 2am with no-one home.

I'm getting hungry, but there's nothing to eat. Not surprising considering the negligent nature of my dad.

My neck hurts a bit from smoking 2 cigarettes. I dont know why I did, I knew this would happen, but what the fuck.

Portished's 'Only You' is playing. This isn't helping my mood. Thats the bad thing about weed, for you people who don't smoke it, you can get depressed. Otherwise it's happy. I wish I had some shrooms.

Now for something weird:
"It's ooooonly you who can tellll me apart. And it's ooonly you who can turnnnnn my world apart."
Portished is cool. So is this R U Reciving thing thats on.

No some shitty tribal song thing is playing. Whatta gay homosexual song. Crystal Method is much better.

Now I am stairing at my Daffodils. They are yellow and wilty. I'm sure theres a metophore(sp?) there. But I don't want to think about it.

I smoked up in the living room, so I have to leave the window open so the smoke smell will go. I'm cold though. Not tha you care but what the hell. I'm just rambling on about anything that pops into my head. According to statistics, I will write about sex every 13 seconds. Should be interesting. So anyway I hate everything and [sex] everyone is so shallow. Not me though [sex with bondage boy]. I am *so* not shallow. I would never [very... discriptive graphic sex act with me and a cute blondie. Mmmmm... blond.] Um, you probly didnt need to know that. And I doubt you understood the B&D refrence, so now you think I'm a freak. Damnit this is the last time I update baked.

I'm probly giving you the wrong impression about this. I'm usually more normal when baked. I'm just saying whatevr pops into my head. If I did that while I was baked all the time, I would have no friends and be known as a complete slut.

It's 2:30 now, and my paint shop pro died, so I have to make the graphic on my old computer. Bleh. You lucky I feel like doing something pointless.

"Hi my name is![Huh?] My name is! [Huh?] My name is! [Who?] My name is!"<--- This song is playing. It is neat!

Kay, this is the end. Hope you enjoyed this little venture into my mind. And please keep in mind, I'm really fucked up right now.


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