i am sick as a dog, and theres a party tonight but i am sick as a dog. i fucking dipped last night. mama dukes convinced me to stay just a few days longer until he leaves. so whatevs. i am sick as a dog. i honestly dont even want to see weed or cigs or anything right now. i just want my music, my bed, and my box of tissues. maybe ill put tampons up my nose. ugh im sick as a dog. i just feel really shitty and that makes me be really shitty to other people because im sick as a dog and its all about the guy who is sick as a dog. its only 9 like what the fuck im sick as a dog i should be sleeping right now. i woke up like 3 times last night and semi sleep walked to get orange juice. fucking love that shit. that dayquil shit sucks butt, or i pop too much shit to begin with. ahaha jk i dont pop shit nigga, just the occasional molly, cocaine, dope, crack, percs, xanxan, meth, heroine no biggie. fuck im sick as a dog. im a total genius too. lets go turn up tonight while im sick as fuck and should be sleeping, get completely trashed and then drive 15 or so miles later to camp for the carmines at the break of dawn, fight mad goons over a pair of shoes. fuck im sick as a dog.
