Still totally obsessed with Gwen Stacy
You will get sick of it…
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Dear Diary,
It’s 0.34 and I smoking weed at the kitchen table. Naked. I love smoking weed naked, don’t know why because it honestly makes no difference.
So let’s talk about this then.
There are certain white middle to late adult men that have a massive problem with me being a mom and smoking weed at home. I know so because they keep telling me.
First of all it’s legal in Minnesota so I am doing nothing wrong. Second of all people have forever smoked cigarettes at home and no one has complained.
My husband is not smoking weed, he has tried it and was not into it. He likes expensive single malts and brandy. Fucking snob
I love being stoned, I love to fuck while stoned, I love watching porn stoned. I love to wake and bake.
It’s ok.
Just fucking relax.
I was going to say more, but I forgot what it was.
Talk about irony
Probably the least thought through diary post ever.
*sigh*
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Happy Monday!! Have a wonderful week.. and remember.. there are many of us that walk the nights!Dear Diary,
It’s 6.00 and I’ve had another of those weird nights. I just keep waking up, having a hard time going back to sleep and feeling generally strange.
Got up again around 3 and just walked around the house naked smoking weed.
Looking out the dark windows, staring at the moon, touching myself, getting stoned, thinking too much.
Went and laid down in my daughters bed for awhile, in the sofa for awhile, sat in the kitchen a bit. Finally slept some hours and now here I am again.
Making tea, strechting, doing some breathing exercises.
Time to take my meds.
Blow hubby.
Time to start this day.
You do you .what ever you want just do it..if putting your thoughts on here helps..do it...Sooooo, it has been exactly a month since I brought this monster to life.
My only thought was to show some beautiful art, share some poetry I love, talk about books and maybe some music.
Let’s say, to be nice, that I almost did that.
I have at least shown some art, but not enough poetry and books. And somehow a lot of porn
And then I started the diary.
Not sure what I think of that. It is most definitely too honest, and as usual I overshare.
Soooo, to whoever is still here, what the hell should I do?
Continue like this?
Just quit and run away? Maybe pretend like it didn’t happen?
I don’t know.
I also don’t know what I have the strength for.
Maybe I will just start posting Calvin and Hobbes strips.
Or move to the jungle. Live in a hut without electricity.
Have a wonderful day,Dear Diary,
It’s 6.00 and I’ve had another of those weird nights. I just keep waking up, having a hard time going back to sleep and feeling generally strange.
Got up again around 3 and just walked around the house naked smoking weed.
Looking out the dark windows, staring at the moon, touching myself, getting stoned, thinking too much.
Went and laid down in my daughters bed for awhile, in the sofa for awhile, sat in the kitchen a bit. Finally slept some hours and now here I am again.
Making tea, strechting, doing some breathing exercises.
Time to take my meds.
Blow hubby.
Time to start this day.
Or or..hear me out. More naked smokingDear Diary,
It’s 6.00 and I’ve had another of those weird nights. I just keep waking up, having a hard time going back to sleep and feeling generally strange.
Got up again around 3 and just walked around the house naked smoking weed.
Looking out the dark windows, staring at the moon, touching myself, getting stoned, thinking too much.
Went and laid down in my daughters bed for awhile, in the sofa for awhile, sat in the kitchen a bit. Finally slept some hours and now here I am again.
Making tea, strechting, doing some breathing exercises.
Time to take my meds.
Blow hubby.
Time to start this day.
