I jumped out of a fucking plane today. What the fuck did you do?

I jumped out of a fucking plane today.


What the fuck did you do?

First day back

Religious people make me laugh

I agree with the Democratic Party but I hate the party. 

I need to shut up. 

I keep talking, keep talking, keep talking, keep talking, keep talking

shut the fuck up

I need to listen, I need to listen, I need to listen, I need to listen

Listen

But I am afraid of silence

Jumping out of trains

Today I trained hoped. The train would roll down the tracks like Cheetha warming up to chase it's pray. 

Skydiving canceled part 2

Mother Fuckers canceled my ascent to Earth. All I want to do is jump out of a plane a free fall for 45 seconds and pull a parachute. I am still going to A-town.

I don't give a fuck

I don't give a fuck what I say on here anymore. I am going to be dropping knowledge bombs left and right.

Laundry

I finally did my laundry. I am not a patient person and thats what I don't like about doing laundry.

There is something so cute and pristine about couples that do their laundry together. Clothes are dirty but we are free. Sleep together naked but not sexual just together. Love is dirty laundry. It's sharing clothes, it's not knowing what clothes are yours and mine but our sweatshirt. Our Our not Hour but we not me. Pain makes you know you are alive. Pain makes other human but not me, not me, not me, not me. I am more than more. The laundry mat love the girl thats cute. I think I was in love once, I still am. We didn't love each other at the same time. I hated myself. I dunno.
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fuck fuck fuck
its getting late and I am high.

I can hear my neighbor(yes I spelled it correctly) yelling at mother or whoever though the wall. I think I am fucked up.

Big day tomorrow. Big Young Dems meeting.
glasses.

What will I think when I read this later. I wanted to use the word tomorrow but didn't use it, but now I have.

Fuck Queen Latifa.

Bad day

Well I have not posted in a few days are at least I have not been posting every day. I am off of my Lexapro again and thats not good. I don't take very good care of myself sometimes. I am anxious and irritable and depressed. I think I got things done today but I am not sure. I have finished three books in the last three days. I paid the parking ticket, paid the court, paid for Belize, and I think I did a few other things. I talked to my mom a bunch. I just have to keep writing, even if I don't want to. I have alcohol classes tomorrow and have to go to do a few other things.