school is not going great, its not like everything that was wrong before suddenly disappeared during the summer

the 11th of the month went by peacefully. its getting better

i know my friends are tired of hearing about it, but im tired of having to remember all of it every single day.

im never ever ready for fall it feels like a warm spring and spring is the truest state of being

summer turned to dust and i was too high to realize it until saw that the leaves morphed into a sickly yellow hue

most of the time i dont even like the way i feel

like a year ago my biggest concern was hiding the fact that i smoked cigarettes from my mom nd now im just chilling with a bag of used syringes in my room

never? that fucking hurt

just snorted the worlds tiniest amount of Something

homesick for a house ill never reach again

it feels So sickly familiar