Yipper fucking skipper. I'm almost done with my excursion in Duluth. I've been here for almost 60 days. I am not sure what I am going to do with myself when I am done. I might get my own place and stick around.
oh shit. the boyfriend guy said that he loves me. whoa. I was like, "dude, are you fucking kidding me?" he was like, "no, Camielle... you are an amazing woman. I love everything about you". I was like, "Whatever dude, that's cool". Ha. Another one bites the dust. He's cool. We went up to skyline the other night.. and lastnight. Lastnight was cool. The night before I was all loaded. I asked him how he felt about having a girlfriend that was on drugs. He said that he was okay with it because he knew it was for the right reasons. LOL Right reasons? Why? because I don't want to deal with life the way it's intended to be? Because I'd much rather be loaded than sit around and look at the women I live with. LOL The doped up version of Camielle is the only one that can tolerate him and actually enjoy the time that we're together. Sad. True.
Talked to "the guy" the other night. He was like, "I miss you, When are you gonna come down to see me?" I was like, "Dude, I'll come down there when I'm ready to get high and fuck you... Ta". Wow. The boldness.
I fucked around with some tylenol 3's the last couple nights. taking a break from morphine. been poppin the tylenols. they're not half as good as the morphines or the oxies.. but they do the job.
anyhow. I have to check my e-mails and other sights. peace out.
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Noise: gwen stefani- cool