today (and a bit of back story)

so today im not shure good day yes frat with sreess

me and mum fell out over nothing i cut badly im worry about my gf cheeting on me and not talking to me and why is she not talking to me i take £5 and gtfo find a frend to bring me up met a girl robyn shes nice iv helped her befor she was going to this party that i had beentold by mum not to go to i think to my self for a secions you whent to jamaca so cal and colarado (sorry to any ameracans for buchering names) and all befor you were 14 you flew to a frend you met over the inter webs hanged with him and whent to them contryes rodein the back of a magic bus and droped acid and smoked weed like warter and came home when you felt like it and youve just come back from a bus trip around the uk not giveing a shit about what thay say being free liveing the dreem changed your life and you scared of going to a party cos of some one who hates you says so… so i whent and got… desently high yer had to fend of the “were are you” and “im calling the cops” calls but it whent really well saw an old frend showed people for the first time my home grown weed  from last years harvist thay say its tastey and strong…. but still i get home and this fucking feeling that i cant shake i feel nothing im num apart from my arm… i can feel it still bleeding a tiny bit the blod is spreding on the fresh dressing it feels… good