Just once, I’d like to go a day without being in gut-wrenching pain. Like…just once.
I’m sick of going to the Med Center for pain shots/pills like a fucking junkie.
I need to find a support group. I’m not sure what that will do to help, but at least it won’t be me complaining to a bunch of people who have no idea what I’m experiencing and looking like a whiny bitch.
It’s going to be a long drive to Grand Rapids.
Everyone, this is my best friend. In her defense, Top Cat pulls in all the bitches.
I can’t really imagine loving any human as much as I love weed. So…analyze that.
Remember how Peedi Crakk was so much better than Kanye and Jay-Z on that H.A.M. beat? Because, yup.
my secret pleasures have my inner demons gossiping