am is my pm

Why do i feel like i've been shot in the guts? im not sure what's wrong or even what happened. i dont understand. i want to write this big long thing, to rant on and on about how im unhappy. but i cant. i cant formulate words anymore, i think im dead. i've got cracked ribs, twisted ankles, and a broken heart. the worst part is, i don't even remember how they got that way. can i remember a time in my life where i wasnt already used?

on a lighter note

i smoked the best blunt of my life last night.  im sad to see the kush go, but there could not have been a better way.  we didn't move for hours and it was nice to have all the extra space in my head, that doesn't happen much.

and again.

I just want someone who will always want me, who only needs me to be happy. I don't know love, but I know the lack of it, and there is still no place for someone like me to fill.