ok so last night i go SOO BAKED!!
I could not stop thinking about "him"
Its the worst feeling in the world.
I numb my thoughts with drinking/smoking
It makes me soo much better.
People may not respect me for what I may do.
But why would you judge someone for what they do.
I mean what the if they never knew I did it they wouldnt say shit.
People need to know that it doesnt change who you are.
It amazes me how many people think its bad.
I want to just move to AMSTERDAMN ( spell check)
That would be the motha fucking life
Getting high to the sky.
Packing that bowl or whatever you want
Just going back to thinking bout "him"
the love of my motha fucking life
He will never love me
Like I love him.