20 March 2009

"Dad, let's go score some drugs"
"I don't think so"
"C'mon! All I ever wanted was cool parents that would buy me drugs and alcohol!"
"Go buy your own drugs! You have a freakin job"


Yeaaaaaaah I am reading Dear Diary which is all about drugs and making me all curious even though I never would. I am in Ocean city. This hotel smells like poop. I feel pretty nostalgic to be back at the Americana. The beach looks so pretty but it's cold

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