I've had a different journal on here for over a year now, so I don't know why I'm writing in this one. Reasons don't matter anyway. I just need to get things out. I'm happy with how I am right now, but I wish I could go back. It's too late now. I love the drugs too much to give them up, and I never really thought about it until now, but I guess that's addiction. I wish I could go back to before I smoked pot and cigarettes, before I drank, before I even knew what acid was. I wish I was innocent again. Mostly, I just wish I was healthy... ... Happy.