What the fuck is wrong with me. Why can't I be happy? Why do i always have to think too much into things? Why is it I believe a psychologist named Ed who just sat there and nodded the whole time more than my best friend? Why do i wear sandals all the time? Why the fuck can i not figure out what to do with my life?
WHY DOES EVERYTHING MATTER SO MUCH TO ME??
I swear. i just need to get stoned off my ass. maybe i'm meant to be a hippy. that's it. i'll be a hippy. Anyone got some phish albums i could have? I'm pretty sure i could get some hemp from my roommate.
Maybe i need to go back to the way i was last year. It wasn't that bad....
i guess the biggest question of the day is: Why do i have to drag Russo into my fucked up problems? That girl deserves a medal.
It really has nothing to do with her.
WHY DOES EVERYTHING MATTER SO MUCH TO ME??
I swear. i just need to get stoned off my ass. maybe i'm meant to be a hippy. that's it. i'll be a hippy. Anyone got some phish albums i could have? I'm pretty sure i could get some hemp from my roommate.
Maybe i need to go back to the way i was last year. It wasn't that bad....
i guess the biggest question of the day is: Why do i have to drag Russo into my fucked up problems? That girl deserves a medal.
It really has nothing to do with her.
I think that Knoxville is depressing. Everyone I know there is unhappy. Just my thoughts though.
(Can't wait to move there)