3:11 a.m. - 2007-07-26
Dear Sidney,
I was driving around after Danny took his bike out of my car.
All I was thinking about was how I was going to come home, and write in my diaryland about how I truly wish I could feel the way I do now.
Completely high on acid.
All I wanted was to feel... I was going to say happy, but really its just... not depressed.
Then I went on facebook and saw something that hit home hard.
And I realized that even as good; as I feel on acid, its just me... on drugs, and I really do have to deal with my problems. Cause theres nothing I can put on my tounge to make these go away.
I wish she... I dont know why I just wrote "she"- anyways...
Im going to make myself right.
I know it might take a while.
I dont care.
Do what you do and do what you feel.
I feel it just as much as you feel it, but on the complete negitive scale.
It just gives me the power to change.
Im doing it for both of us.
