I'm going down to Manhatten Beach again this weekend. Kind of a last minute thing, but I'm looking forward to it. I was gonna go to a rave but shit happens. I can't wait for the next one. I really need to sweat out all these sins and toxins and roll a little. Just a little.
Little by little.

By the way. I love listerine. And butterflies.
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But I feel so distanced from myself. I can't even think any more. Its like there's this tiny overlord hippe-stoner in my head that refuses any full or negative thoughts. I can still feel hatred for people and things though, so have no fear. But its like I can't even process an action or take in anything that someone says. Its really scaring me.

And I keep having this longing. Its really stupid, I know, but
I want someone to hold me. Fuck.

Laugh. Happy? Okay. Good. I aim to please. But in all seriousness, that's all I really want right now. To lay down next to someone and just be wrapped in them. Anyone. I need just a break from the world. I haven't felt safe like that in so long. I haven't felt safe at all in ages.

Hum. Sad.
Here.