Okay so the heart option you know when you like somebody and want to give them a red heart on tumblr?well that shit is not working from my phone. Is a fucking sign of life or is just tmobile sucking butt again who knows. Anyway grey hearts for now.sorry In other issues is impossible to smoke a bloody cigarette in this heat out in the backyard los angeles sun is a cruel mistress and she is pissing me off today. We are going to have hills on fire in no time,usually happend in july that means I’m going to be breathin ashes for weeks,which it won’t be the first time. So I am sorry I can’t give you guys all the red hearts that my black heart wants is just my phone.grey for now. Luna
How can I be such a control freak that even in the darkness of times I am making a to do list and had it with a magnet on the fridge.nuts? Anyway it says Get rid off the crap on my skin quit heroin (I did not that year) And a bunch of more nonsense that sometimes makes sense.I realized that drug addicts are probably the most honest people ever.at least I was as I was a functional one.diary 2006.there is so many other lists like Go to sephora and get that good red lip stain Go to target for socks Wtf who does that while on dope?retarted
Ranting about how annoying actors can be specially when they talk about their craft.fuck them yes so hard just become the character lie a bit become somebody else.that is not hard for me.anyway.
Also me talking about plans next days I did the make up for my friend matt movie.I even had to nake blood.it was awesome.sometimes LA makes you feel alive sometimes you feel like you are deep in a hole and people are smiling at you while they throw dirt at your grave.anyway diary 2005
‘spill’ writings about a love
that had broken your heart
or has kept you waiting
or even better,
mold a fictional lover
who abuses you and then
claim that he is real;
‘inject’ yourself with the
shadows of your past
and the beverage in your fridge;
write when you’re drunk
and also do self abuse…
I could not agree more darling
Life is too loud.the blackmeat makes everything quiet,they keep trying to talk to me,drops of dew from the cross,I can’t hear I don’t want to I know better that’s whay I do this cause I know better and I am saving my excuses for tomorrow,going to need them,when I get down from this cross I hope they just stop talking if they are I will just climb back up,nails.run to the nails.the sacred mixes. With the evi.is pumping back but I know better.
Why can’t there be a button you can push, an option of some sort, to just have a large amount of opiates pumped into your system whenever you may so desire?
I’d throw myself off of this fucking mountain I’m staying on just to have a nice morphine drip in a clean hospital bed.
Even morphine’s not strong enough to get to that feeling, that indescribable, incredible feeling….jizz in my pants.
….this is what happens when I’m completely sober. I have wet dreams about opiates. cool.
I completely understand I was off of the shit for good in 2007.needed meds anxiety and and sleeping pills that I don’t abuse but I need.I can take all the oxys and I don’t get high we messed up my friend take it as what it was.an awesome experience in life and one day at the time.and the horny dreams I got those too when I quit specially if u are shooting is a very erotic falic thing and I can say that IS BETTER THAN SEX al least for me was.
Good luck in your journey whatever that may be
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Oh man that last one is so good.that’s exactly how I am.sometimes well I am also pretty vain too.somehow they both coexist