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the ghost in Josh’s house are very active right now.

Gage and Locus aren’t here and Josh and I are up stairs.

Josh is sleeping and there are doors opening and closing. 

not cool, maaaaaan.

I shouldn’t miss you, but I do and it hurts.

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" I won’t beg someone to love me. I learned long ago that there is no use in hopeless pleas of trying to make someone stay. I am too good to chase someone who does not know my worth and I am too wild to keep waiting for someone who doesn’t acknowledge my value. I want to be loved unconditionally. I shouldn’t have to fight so hard for it. I do not have the time to prove to someone that I am worth it. I shouldn’t have to prove any of that; I am worth more than that. "
" I care. It fucking terrifies me how much I care. "
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okay so;

being in jail for roughly three weeks means being clean from everything and the fact that i am clean should make it easier to want to be clean, shouldn’t it?

well lets see, the day i get back from jail my best friend and i do a shot of black. I haven’t done a shot of black in months, i try to just stick to smoking it.

its day like 2 1/2 of being out of jail and i have done like 3 shots of black and of course smoked it as well and i still haven’t had ANY crystal, weird huh?

i am so surprised that i haven’t done a shot of crystal yet.

the hunt begins. (lol not much of a hunt thank god)

Oh, and not to mention if i get another charge i get 5 years 8 months. oops.

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