n8urboy

Still in Florida. I've been surrounded by smokers since I got here. Everyone I know down here smokes, everyone, so irritating after awhile. My throat hurts, my lungs hurt, my eyes hurt, and my nose hurts. There is a cloud of smoke following me around.

My old friend Scott died 3 weeks ago. Overdosed. I'd known the kid about 9 years. I met him when I was 12. He was a sharp a couple grades higher than me. He, and others used to defend me from getting beat down before I was tuff. Last I saw him he seemed to be doing real well for himself. I didn't even know he had a problem. But these fucking kids just keep killing themselves off. Very few of them learn from eachothers mistakes. It hurts.

I went to a party with a friends earlier on in the week. They left me there alone to go buy some drug or another. I don't know what happened to him, but I had to walk quite far to get home at 2 am. I've spent the rest of the week avoiding spending time with anyone outside of my family. Just not worth it anymore.

It hasn't been a week yet, but I want to come home now. I miss my apartment, my jobs, and the people I care about: My Housemates, the Poison household, and all the good people in wakefield.

Anyways, I hope everyone has a happy holiday.