Everyone woke up sick and angry today, but they all work at three so I get the house to myself. Chillin with Emily and Jet today, laundry and jiggy housecleaning.

Oh and Jet is our stray tabby that wandered in around two last night, soaking wet and meowing. I already like her

I miss kids, this place is lonely sometimes.

Might take the bike out and go for a rip.

Well I moved out last weekish, now I'm living in a townhouse in Leduc.
The passed four days have been nothing but partying with some of the best kids I know. I'm too happy to even put it in words, it's awesome.
The only downside to right now is that my momma is coming to pick me up in an hour and all I want to do is crawl back into my bed between Chris and Kevlar and resume the cuddle sesh.

“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.

A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.

A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master…”

I've got my backpack packed with paint, flashlights and glovies. I'm going to see what garbage I can salvage around town, I really want a bedside table, preferrably one I can pack home haha. Speaking of which it's awkward explaining to an officer why youre carrying a lamp and a shitty fold up chair (Which i couldnt for the life of me rig up to work) across town at 3 am.
Then I'll probably come home and curl up in bed, eat chips, maybe watch Boondock Saints because Norman Reedus makes me want to take my clothes off.

Oh and LOL at some lady picking up my phone for me, seeing my background and going 'Oh I know that actor! He's so sexy, you have good taste.'

I need a partner in crime to come pull this shit with me, a decent piece of furniture takes two to move and chips are always better when you're trying to find the burned ones first.

Anti-depressants are looking good right now, I just don't want the same shit that happened last time. It kind of looked like this:



But anything that would stop this bullshit would be wonderful. I keep undermining myself and everyone around me. Holy fuck my angst.

My poor puppy has a staph infection. I really wish I hadn't google imaged it.

im dirty as fuck and I hate fuckin showering. Someone spongebath me.

if there's one thing i've learned it's that ignoring someone who is already ignoring you is really unfuckingproductive. You have to yell scream, throw a huge fuckin hissy fit, then walk away calm and collected, leaving them like what the fuck was that? how did i miss that?

this tea saves my life <3

And camping was the shit. Way too much booze, mushroom walks, an entire cooler full of meat and some of the best kids.



Chris should be in this picture but he was on my side of the bench drinking wine hahaha.

I keep having to 'go for a run' as an excuse to smoke without my mom knowing, which is friggin horrible when it's constantly raining. I totally forgot about my old routine.
Operation most relaxing shower is going down in t-minus ten minutes. Candles, stereo and smokes are all in the bathroom waiting for me. The only downside: having to actually shower I'm kind of gross hahaha.

Still rockin the floral pants and stoked on camping tomorrow. Spent 11 dollars on a TON of food because Im thrifty as fuck. Then blew the rest on liquor, I dont plan on making it back

Rest in Peace Paul Gray. Slipknot will never be the same without you.

Helping my mom throw away clothes was quite possibly the funniest thing Ive done in awhile. I've acquired the sickest vintage floral spandex pants that she wore when she was pregnant with me. They look like these ones, but way more faded and awesomely 80's.



They give me a sick camel toe but Im wearing them anyway.