So I ran out of pain pills. Today is my second day without em. It's actually not as bad as I thought it was gonna be, but I'm still worried about the next few days. If I can make it a few more, maybe I can get away from that jive. That's late eighties talk, my friends. And damnit, if my brother didn't get me playing Frontierville on Facebook. I love choppin' them trees down, dagnabbit. The girl called me again, this time right when I got to work. I DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY! STOP TRYING TO PREY ON MY WEAKNESSES! I DON'T HAVE THEM ANYMORE!!!!! Heh. Later peeps.
boom:
haha, thanks? and good job, the first couple are the hardest.
boom:
maybe take a bath, that always help when i'm sore. its going pretty well at the moment, thanks. i'm slowly tapering off, so its shitty for a few days, and then i'll be good for a week or two till i cut it down again.