dear i couldn't get my friend to say it diary,
when i saw my old friend the other night, deep into a conversation i asked her, "you know how i know things i kinda shouldn't know?" but she said she didn't know, or she wouldn't say it. i wondered for a long time why she wouldn't say it because i know she knows i know shit i shouldn't know, but now a couple of days later i'm wondering- do i really know what i know? i dunno know anymore. nothing seems as certain as it once did and second guessing is second nature now where as before i never did. 'are you kidding me' is a regular phrase in my daily vocabulary- where it certainly wasn't before, but then again so were the words 'retarded' and 'whore.' so ima put my rocks up and take my illuminated signs down and stop drinking the smart juice. no appointments til FURTHER NOTICE or halloween (witchever comes first ahahahahah.)