waking up to an alarm stickin needles in your arm pickin up trash on the freeway feelin depressed every day leavin without making a sound pickin up my dog up at the pound livin in a tweeker pad gettin yelled at by my dad saying im happy when im not finding roaches in the pot
-another thing, my weekend sucked, the only successfull thing out of that weekend was dying my hair darker, which was yet another mistake. I've been in a bad mood since Friday.