La medical.

I must say that weed is an amazing friend.
The smell
the effect
the people.
Oh lord, oh lord.
I love this world.

The touch of skin on butterflies.

It's been a while, to say the least. It's that time of year. The time teenagers run wild and live to their fullest. As for me, I've spent many a days inside listening to music, analyzing pictures, rambling and waiting for something bigger than myself to come a long. It was depressing me for the past week or so but I'm actually enjoying myself now.
On Saturday I got something that I never thought I would obtain. Even though it may not have been the 'classiest' thing I've ever done, I look back on it and smile. It gives me hope for people and things in the future. It helps me to overlook every one elses judgments on me. I mean, it's my time to live. This is my time to explore and to figure out who and what I am. For the rest of them? Fuck you. Honestly, it's not any of your business.
This just further deepens my infatuation with men in general. It's something about their bodies, their lips, their eyes and their voices. And any one who plays guitar, is attractive and will do illegal things with me kinda already has me won over.
Well, needless to say this is my life and I can't say that I haven't lead myself to this position. I'm going to enjoy what I have in front of me for as long as I can. Even if my number of friends is dropping, at least I'm not bringing myself down to fit their standards.
That's how I must think now days, to keep my self esteem up and my depression low.