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I've been living on cigarettes and caffeine for the past couple of days. I hope courtnee is really up for tomorrow. we are going to have to walk in the woods for about three miles, unless she wants to drive out there because i know i dont want to. i dont even know where the fuck i'm going though, so i dont know where we would park. If we just get into the woods right in the back of my house we can walk the trail and eventually find the spot to be. i should probably get some bug spray, and some flashlights, and a backpack full of provisions and or alcohol. maybe a couple of knives in case we get cornered by coyotes. maybe i should bring my sword. haha. it even straps on my back. it will be scary walking through the woods in the moonlight. i wonder what phase the moon is in? hopefully there will be some light for us other than our flashlights. arg. she is probably not going to want to do this. hey i just thought of a place where we can park close by where we need to go. jeans, defineltly i will wear jeans. man, i am going to bring that fuckin' sword, i can use it as a path seperator if theres a branch or something in my way. I dont really know whats going to happen tomorrow...i feel weird, crazy, psychotic. i need to sleep, oh i need to sleep. i need to eat but nothing sounds good. i dont want any more peanut butter and i dont want those goddamn veggie sausage patties. i should just throw those things away. i almost drank an entire gallon of milk before it expired. theres about half a cup left and i think it expired the 18. i should just throw it away but i dont want to smell it, eh, it will make me puke. this music puts me in a trance like state. i wish i had some weed, i'd smoke it. i could smoke some resin i'm sure theres a bunch in the bong. is it ever going to end...i broke a three foot glass bong once. it was so horrible. the bong was bought by josh, given to the girl he dated before me, who was my friend. we dont really talk anymore, but the last time i saw her i was sitting outside under the tree watching a poor little bird hop around because his wing was broken. she said 'what are you doing?!' i said 'this poor little baby bird, he cant fly, he's just been hopping around all night' then they laughed and i laughed, the laughter was uncontrollable, it was ALL that WE KNEW to do. it was like back in the day when we'd sit around the table that lifts out towards you and have a bud given to us by her dad so we could put it in the bong. jennifer was there too, so the powerpuff girls were reunited once again. the powers of the universe were focused on one circle of force in my front yard and we were all stoned and at a loss of words because i was the outsider... i left that group of friends because they were...more powerful than i was. i was always the outsider with them. now i'm the snobby one and noone knows what to say to me except 'oh sorry! we knew he was going to hurt you! now whatcha gonna do!? your not in our circle of friends anymore!" awww fuck it, i quit.
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