dont label me. i dont subscribe to your stereotyping. not even the positives; pacifist, vegetarian, animal rights activist. sometimes i even have troubles with hippy. call me unique and i will be happy. i think thats why i disapprove of drugs. they place an inevitable stereotype over everyone who do them. people dont realise that we're not all the same. we do them for different reasons, to acheive certain results, ect. to be honest i disagree with all drugs, even marijuana sometimes. people who do them to erase their pain, to run and hide because they either can't or dont want to face it, annoy me.drugs, i think, are for the strong minded. for those who wont be drawn in by their tempting release. but here is where i contradict myself. i find using drugs to escape or change the way of seeing things is dumb, yet that is the whole point of drugs, and here i am. i also think they sould be done only when the time is right, yet i am indulgent
i don't know what it is but i cant stand you anymore. maybe because I've been with you for 6 weeks straight. then i got two weeks of freedom, glorious freedom, and it's hard to come back to living in this house, with you, with whom i now associate all the wonderful memories of arguments that you could never bare to lose, the days spent waiting at each corner for you as you lagged behind inconsiderately taking pictures.
my friend told me last night, in alcohol fuelled praise, that you were real. that she had incredible respect for you. and i just couldn't agree. you're real only in the sense that you let us know exactly what is on your mind without bothering if it upsets us. but you don't take the time to listen to me, to consider my opinions, because everything anyone else thinks is completely illogical and a waste of time. you can't grasp that you're views aren't one size fits all. they don't work for everyone; especially not me. You can't...
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