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the party aint stoppin cuz my momma aint home

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the party aint stoppin cuz my momma aint home
03.11.06 4:43 a.m.

wow, I actually had fun tonight. Even though greg broke my other, last pipe. Right after I was telling Mickey how he broke my $75 piece. He got so trashed that he fell and cracked his head on the concrete bassement floor, THEN he peed his pantsd. Soem other kid Matt fucken peed in the corner/on the end table. Good thing we're still at my mom's and not our new place ahahahahaha. Mom's visiting prett for the weekend and took gramma with her. Erin (pigfuckers gf) bbsat cassidy while we all went out. greg went to the pick, pig fucker and I actually went to the lumberyard. my ex almost step brother works there so he hooked us up on drinks. rebel was djing, it was pretty crowded and I looked and felt so outta place but rebel nodded for me to come up in the booth so I chilled up there helpin him spin, when I came back down I was gettin totally hti on, it was nice to feel cool again. After that we rounded up grag and a bunch of others and came back to dorset. some girl said she had weed in her car so Im drunk as give her $40 then she takes off n doesnt come back... but then a half hour ago after everyone left n I was cleaning up a little I found a coat with a hunnerd bucks and some pills in it, then her license was in the inside pocket... WORD I made $$ on that shit. "Nah I aint seen your coat...." thats even if she remembers where I live n shit. ok I gotta go to SLEEP!@!!


Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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About Me
I am a bipolar genius, child abuse & addiction survivor, who is now a single mother who works 70 hours a week and has had gastric-bypass weight loss surgery a year ago. Wish me luck cuz I need it!!!

Examples of My Insanity
Dead On Mental Health Quiz
Tuna Noodle Casserole Story
Explaining Myselves
Biting Off Redneck's Finger
Got So Crazy Scratched Til I Bled
How I Found Nirvana
Leaving Lon After 7 Years
Bad Luck On 3 July 4ths
Random Craziness (FBI Please Disregard)
How I Ended Up A Junky
Almost Getting Raped by a Marine
Typical Weekend in Ohio
How Cobain Saved My Life


How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?


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