I went to bed at 12.
I woke up at 3.
It took me 15 minutes to get to the door that’s like a foot away. I saw lumps and streams and things like that.
Then it was over.
I got out, went back to bed, and slept for another 5 hours. Now, I feel like I weigh 1,000 lbs and I need some water because my mouth keeps drying out.
Worst drug related experience ever.
Well, here we are at 300mg of Benadryl, two hours removed from taking time.
Not feeling anything but tired. I see maybe a little glow around everything, but that’s it. I think I’m just going to go to bed. This sucks.
If I ever tell you I’m doing this again, refer me to this post; and I’ll go out and buy some weed.
This benadryl sucks. It’s been an hour and nothing.
And I just took 200mg of Benadryl.
I’ll keep you posted if I can move.
I’ve decided to hold off on the Benadryl until tommorow, because I’m having a bitching time with my Grandmum. Don’t laugh, she’s Canadian. Canada=awesome.
Alright. I’m over the game/story shit. I’m on a deeper level. This album is now what my fucking life is currently like.
“I should have listened to her, so hard to keep control…”
Yeah, I should have listened to my mom and I shouldn’t have blew everything out of porportion. But I wanted better. I got it, I guess. Better in that I have a family that actually gives a fuck about me. But with so little freedom. I haven’t been out to do anything since Nov. 21. Nothing, no basket ball at the park. No going over to peoples’ houses. Nothing. I’ve been here with my internet friends. Some of them are truely, though, my real friends.
My foot shakes, I laugh, then cry, then get pissed. I don’t know if I’m pregnant or a psycho, but I don’t really care. I’ve decided to start doing drugs again. I’m taking 200mg of Benadryl later tonight. I’ll keep you posted on how that goes.
I’m desperate. Ok. I really, really want a lover. I don’t even want to have sex. That’s not it. I want somebody to hold and take care of. Someone that loves me as much as I love them. Just somebody to be with, kiss, hug, hold, and appreciate.
Possibly the best song ever.
I’m bored as fuck. I’m thinking about playing RISK. Anyone got ideas on things to do?
It’s close to Turkey Time and my Mum just got in, so you may not see much of me, but here’s how to “play” with me on the net:
I’ll be around. If you see me on something, talk to me. I get bored by myself. Be sure to check out my poetry: Cliff’s Poetry
This is where all my bullshit is going to go. I’m gonna be the biggest social blogger ever.
