Thursday, November 19, 2009
You know it's bad when one of the biggest druggies you know says to you, "You're smart. You skipped a grade. So why are you doing so many drugs?"Or when a friend who has slept with numerous guys tells you that, "You're a hoe. You're a smart hoe, but babe, you're a hoe."
And then when that you deny doing drugs to that druggie, he laughs and says, "Please. You're smoking a square, wearing hemp, and you mumble whenever you talk. I think someone's had a few to many trips."
And when you deny being a hoe to that friend, she says, "Babe. You've been pregnant. You are a hoe, more than me. And that's saying something. But I love you anyways."
I feel like shit. I mean two people today have confirmed the fact that I'm a drugged up whore who's throwing my life away.
Well, I typed that like two hours ago. ^^Then I got talking to Kyrstin. We WILL be friends, fucking dammit. We will be. No more hiding in fear. I'm going to make this work.
We shall hang out Saturday. :D
As for tomorrow night, going to Erik's party with Gaston. My boyfriend. I like the sound of that.