it is labor day and i am so drunk.
mission accomplished.

i feel sick. something is not right.

fucking fun ass night. i love wine. and old friends. and my best friend....and our stupid conversations. but i always love the mary jane. that is all. goodnight.

my last night of summer will be spent babysitting...cause at this point, any money is better than none :-/

everything is just so sad. im not ready for you to leave yet....

i love vacation from work. but its back to reality soon. i love weed and my best friend. the end.

you never appreciate how great it feels to get out of bed until you've been miserably sick all fucking day. i miss my best friends.

distance makes the heart grow fonder.
FUCK.

fired. goddamnit i hate my life sometimes. no matt till next friday. no alison till sunday...now no job. im gonna be one bored mother fucketer.

yeah it was fun. but i wish it was with YOU.