Mmm... I love being tan. I feel cool. It feels like summer... I'm so excited. That's seriously the only way I can describe it. It feels like I'm just... RETARDED BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT. Last night was really weird, I went to see my therapist when I was REALLY fucked up. It was scary. Now she's really concerned that I'm bulimic, too. It's funny. ::sigh:: Pointless entry # 128735827534875374028. I drew a bunch of pretty stuff last night. I'm so fucking artsy on drugs. I wish I was like that all the time. I think I'm like... uhm... burnt out... or my brain is just... overstimulated. Because I'm overwhelmed with ideas in my head but getting them out is impossible... so I just sort of sit around blankly. Oh well... I smell like coconuts. And my hair is getting longer... not sure if I wanna cut it or grow it out a bit. I think I look bad with longer hair... but... yeah.
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I just realized you had "half-and-half shots" listed in your vices. I thought I was the only one who drank those little packets straight! Ha!