5x5...

its how i roll these days. i hate when people bring stupid shit up. whatever. its not awkward or anything. It's someone elses turn to feel dispensable. many layers...i feel like a crazy psycadelic cake. many layers. diet pepsi has turned my life around. mmm. i really didn't want to come back here after this weekend. i just didn't want to stop hugging my dad. sing alongs, apple crisp. I guess i've never felt so supported by my family....EVER. A constant support. but its a crutch. ALONE. studying alone, getting shit done. didn't get to do that last year. smothered. save as draft. publish post. meaningless blobbbbs. isn't it crazy how slaying always makes you hungry and horny?