11:32 a.m. - November 02, 2004
im sure i say it a lot, but thats only becuase i believe it so much.
last night i was on a mission. a destructive mission. i took 24. i wanted to feel nothing, and i knew 24 could do that.
i threw them up. in the library bathroom. so, it was more like i was on 8 the rest of the night. a waste of 16, if you ask me.
in my memory, the vomit was black.
does that mean something? do i care? no.
ill try again, but maybe with 20. im trying to reach something that i cant see. but i know they will give me that lift i need to get there.