toasted, like butter

dear lord. i am in a was miserable to near fantastic mood. my head is spinning…and i can’t walk straight. i just smoked the best week ever. lol. it feels like those three sentances took ten minutes to write.

alexia, i miss you.

i want to come home soon. so i can see you and tyler. then we can go to california, and then i kissed him and you got mad. but it was really just your dream. so let’s go cali.