May4 2011 text

5am.

I need a cigarette and I can’t go out and get any because I’d wake my mother. Yay.

I feel fucking weird.. Like really fucking strange. Everyone seems different, like I’m trippin’ balls or something. What is going on? I occasionally get these delusional experiences where I stand back and watch everything in a distorted blur, whooshing around me, whooshing through me. How crazy do I sound? Completely fucking nuts.

I think my boyfriend is starting to hate me.