dear why at this hour always does it seem diary,
every night if i ain't still up at this dumb ass hour, i'm waking up. i suppose it's somehow to share in the blissful moment somehow of just waking up- knowing it is the beginning of a safe day. i will leave my house today. i have gigantic plans which i have every intent on following through with. it'll be fun too. i am thrilled with the thought of what the day shall bring. mmm... and then the awaiting nap- the bestest part of my day. i fucking love my bed. i would say on a scale of one to a thousand and seventeen- i've tipped that scale. my bed and my becky are my two favorite things, i have three favorite things, but i must deny myself the pleasure of pot and all of its glory until: it becomes legal, i get a medicinal permit to obtain the government shit, the hero and his cuntface wife are abducted by loving aliens who butt fuck them each randomly with large splintery wooden objects of which only one of the two of them enjoy, or i just say fuckit and do a HIT FROM THE BONG.
every night if i ain't still up at this dumb ass hour, i'm waking up. i suppose it's somehow to share in the blissful moment somehow of just waking up- knowing it is the beginning of a safe day. i will leave my house today. i have gigantic plans which i have every intent on following through with. it'll be fun too. i am thrilled with the thought of what the day shall bring. mmm... and then the awaiting nap- the bestest part of my day. i fucking love my bed. i would say on a scale of one to a thousand and seventeen- i've tipped that scale. my bed and my becky are my two favorite things, i have three favorite things, but i must deny myself the pleasure of pot and all of its glory until: it becomes legal, i get a medicinal permit to obtain the government shit, the hero and his cuntface wife are abducted by loving aliens who butt fuck them each randomly with large splintery wooden objects of which only one of the two of them enjoy, or i just say fuckit and do a HIT FROM THE BONG.
