I've given all I can

My body is a crash.

Once again, ventured down to home-land thanks to the wondrous Amber. I wish I could say I remember everything, but I don't.

This weekend was a mixture of love and hate, good and bad, sinners and saints. Too much alcohol, too many drugs, too much money.

I spent over $400 dollars this weekend, I shouldn't of.

I got some Shanghai2's.
I got new jeans.
I got new shit, it doesn't matter.
I lost my keys.

I really don't know why I'm writing this all down, I think in the back of my head I'll want to remember my days, but in the front of my head, I know I don't.

I'm trying to find my beat, something to cue with a better pace.

no chance of escape being teenage and desperate.
familiar feelings that wont fade, it's all my time, and I don't want any time.

I'm in love.