Twenty Seven.

  • I want a good girl. I want a girl that doesn't live to party. I can handle some drinking but why must every girl I meet have a love for weed and pills and shrooms and going crazy. I became accustom to you. I still haven't fully adjusted since the fall. I'm giving up for a while. Retreating into my own mind and my own soul and my own bed. I need to sleep. I need to feel rested. I'm so fucking restless.
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