Domingo 14 Ago 2011, 16:55
so i woke up this morning just wanting to take a shower, clean up my room, and smoke. simple enough tasks huh? hah thats what i fucking thought: i had to scrub the tub b/c nobody but me cleans that nasty thing, my room was filled with ash, cigarette butts, and random trash. after i was done with my dirty ass room, i needed to smoke some green. i had some last night, but that was already gone, so i ask my brother, who had asked me late last night to blow, if he had some green. he told me to "get the fuck out" -__- i say f it and look for roaches outside, i knew two things: that i threw two out in my backyard yesterday and that my brother had some of our friends out there last night. i made out with 5 nice fat joint roaches.
–off the topic– my bf had been up partying for the last 3 days. he looked like shit yesterday morning when me and my brother went to go pick him up so i call him around 3 this afternoon, i figure he needed his sleep so i waited a bit to call him. i use my dads phone (mine is off at the moment) to call him, i say hey whats up and the response i get is "chillin" i hear people in the background. all that asshole wants to talk about is "wheres your brother, i've been trying to wake him up the whole morning" this conversation about my brother, whos name is stephen, lasts two mins until im like "i didnt call you to talk about fucking stephen, bye. i hung up. he calls back, but i click reject and give the phone back to my dad. wtf you you hang out with my brother everyday, party all night, get fucked up and the freaking only time i get to see you is when ya'll are together at MY house. and when i call you, all you want to talk about is STEPHEN??? fuck that. i want to see you without my fucking older brother around. i get sick of seeing him. is that really too much to ask??
—–back on topic—-
so obviously im pretty pissed, almost raging. i need to smoke even more now.
i finally load the bowl, smoke it– then i hear my other brother -_-
i smoke with him, tell him my problems. everythings ok im feeling all right, content. AND THEN THE FREAKING BOWL FALLS.
theres nothing left -__-
i smoked my last cigarette, i refuse to call ahmed.
and the only thing that is keeping me sane is music.