So I know it's been a while since I last blogged and that is literally all because I have a med card. Yeah I started smoking in the name of being in love and broken. Before I was called the perfect person. According to the love of my life, I am smart, nice, athletic, and talented. Why the fuck are you with someone else???
Now I have a drug problem. I haven't had a day of sober in about two to three months. I take edibles before class, hit blunts, bongs, pipes, and pieces in between classes, and dabs before "sleep". Before yesterday, I hadn't slept in about four to five days. The only reason I did sleep was because I got dabbed out at a dispensary after buying and still smoked afterwards.
My heart has been in lot's of pain lately. I don't think I can handle all of this. I love what I can't have. It's been over half a year, and now I can't even be sober.
Why do I love you. I have no idea, but I fucking do, and there's nothing I can do about it, I have lost.
I Love You ♥ I'm sorry.
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