dear the end of the earth diary,
i never did alot of cocaine. i ain't gunna say i never did any because i have. but my heart got to beating all fast and i sweat like i'd given birth six times in a closet and it gave me a headache afterwards. you can count how many times i've done it my whole life on three fingers. same with drinking. when i go on vacation though, it always pains me to leave my weed at home. i usually take a small amount with me because what would a vacation be without the essential vacation ingredient. i deem it fair too, because i go out of my way to assure the safety of fellow vacationers when i travel- meaning- i will mail my stash ahead of time- or drive instead of fly- or even have it waiting on me when i get there. i don't want to make anyone else feel that their travel plans should be any different because i want to be comfortable while i'm gone. but jail on vacation? that is a whole other story. i've been pulled over. i've gotten tickets. i've never gone to JAIL. mom and dad- car- bike AND KID...."step with me please...."
