I’m tired of this shit, I look all around me and everyone has a special someone in their life. I’ve never had a special someone. I just want a girl that I can call my own, who likes me for who I am. the universe on the other hand doesn’t fucking want that though. it’s not like I’m not putting no effort at all into, either. something just always has to happen that fucks me over.  if I didn’t have weed I’d be so god damn depressed or a fuckin alcoholic. I really can’t stand this much longer, but it seems I have to.