illicit

As I sit here with a lit cigarette in my mouth, I can only think about how depressed I am.

I had a relatively good time back in Brantford with my friends.. unfortunately I couldn't communicate with the one person I really would have loved to.

Ran into her while she was on a date..

Fuck that hurts..

Wound up doing acid..

I'm not good at expressing myself anymore ... too much of me has died inside I suppose..

Hate being a stereotype...