October 2010
6 posts
Mom: Why have you been locked up in your room all day? Smoke too much pot last night?
Me: Not enough pot, actually. Not enough.
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Stay by Miley Cyrus=me committing suicide.
Remember the time when I cut your hair and then cried because I was so scared that you wouldn’t like it? And you just laughed and I laughed too because I cried, but we knew it wouldn’t make you love me any less.
I miss you.
I get high as fuck and Polo sheets is what I land...
It's ttttttt-shiiirt tiiiime.