||[Aug. 11th, 2005|12:11 pm]
Dying Pretty Beats Living Long and Getting Ugly.
let's see here....|
done every day?
addicted?(to the actual substance, as opposed to the high)
far from it.
now that we've gotten the basics of my drug usage, covering the finer points of what(meth, ecstasy), how often(not every day!!), am i addicted(no!), we can move onto discuss why i've brought this up.
it seems that my nomadic lifestyle(eg:"couch surfer") is worrying some people. a lot.
mainly due to their knowledge of my use of methamphetamines, and ecstasy. and apparently some are getting angry with me, or are overly worried almost to the degree of overbearing.
pierce told me this last night.
and apparently nancy is worried about me too.
fuck right off darling, you can worry about me all you want. if you think its drugs that are changing me, well i'm afraid you are wrong. the drugs changed you, turned you into someone i didnt really care to be around. you hurt my friends, you never had time for me, and you, when i mentioned i was most likely going to do something, but the option was still opened for others, you swooped right in and took it, leaving me unable to do it.
this option being the option of aquiring a place in an apartment to live.
which, once you heard about it, you took away from me.
so dont pretend you care.
danny, beaudry, pierce, everyone else....
seriously. i'm alright.
i could attempt to explain everything to you until i'm blue in the bloody face but you'd never understand anyway, so just accept it when i say im fine and be done with it.
i'm going to go get high and avoid eating and sell my body for drugs now, later everyone!