i have nothing to say for the moment. nothing in my life seems valid. there's nothing to think about. there is no beauty.

all i can tell you about is how hard i rolled last week. or how drunk i got this weekend. or how high i got last night. or how i overslept for class this morning because i really did get too high last night. or maybe i could tell you about how i'm not going to make it here if i keep going the way i'm going.

so until my life gains some sort of meaning...you won't be hearing from me.