i wrote some words on subway seats last friday :
"i love you & your private hell"
"you're not strange"
"where have all the flowers gone?"
then i went to a "party" and i passed out in the tall grass
and i woke up at 4am and started to dance again and then i stayed up until noon and slept a little and then i ate a little
then on sunday i went dancing during the day and evening again and it was really hot and i got sunstroke again
and a drug dealer became smitten with me over the weekend but i told him i don't want anyone in my life right now so he's leaving me alone. i don't like drug dealers but i suppose he's nice
also i'm getting a moon tattooed on my wrist this wednesday and i think i'm doing a bit better these days with everything
i'm going to leave the city for the weekend without any parties or friends or things so it'll be relaxing and maybe i'll feel better for when i start classes again, i need to stop abusing my body by not sleeping/working 40 hours/taking drugs/not eating enough/smoking/ect but i don't know what else to do. if i'm not doing anything i'm just upset and i've forgotten what i was even upset about in the first place.