Xanax and Kitty Cats

Bailey Joe Gable. 21. Miserable. Loved by one in particular. I'm secretly a cat in my spare time. Misanthropist. I live from box to box in hope that one day I will have nothing but a pack of the most important things. I'm a funky not a junky but I know where to get it. My days spent meandering the streets of my Montana home. Psychonaut to the world. I've lost my will to live and now the only thing left is my will to survive. I wish the world could see the beauty I see in myself. There are owls in the gravy. If you thought this blog was for you, you're wrong. It's for me. Background image: NappingArtist (A local Bozemanite) A word on my life as of late. After almost 7 years of drug use I am finally clean. Although I'm happier now with my life more than ever, there will always be a part of me that misses and envies that life. Drugs have done a lot in my formation of self and how I view the world, there's a lot of respect I have for them. So it goes.