Moving....?? Completely honest words... | victemofsuicide's Blog

As I sit in my room smoking a bowl and blaring Phish as loud as my speakers can go, I look upon my room. Then I realize how much im going to miss this room. This is a perfect moment. The dim lights, with my blinds half way down. The window fan blowing the thick smoke out of my room along wiht the sheets at the bottom of my door left me in a peaceful room where i feel most safe. This room, my room, holds so many memories; from the time i was getting a's and b's in middle school, to the time i was crushing up pills in high school; or the time I was really drunk and fighting with Paul to the time i was peacefully talking to him online; from the time me and Alexis laughed our asses off (we were so baked) to the time, the most wonderful time...this second. Its so beautiful. I dont drink a lot anymore, and i dont do pills anymore. I just want to note that, im only smokeing pot now. Anyway, I just, everything is so beautiful right now. My room is so neat, im really enjoying this. I have these clothes taht are on my ceiling from forign countries, they have werid crazy designs. (Aug 2007: london, paris, africa-cameroon) Now im just babling. I think I might go to the bathroom, then maybe take a nap. I have to remember to blow out them candles. And I need to prepare to pack another bowl. Hmmm.....Ill go do something.

I just went to the bathroom and blew out my candles....now, i think Im going to enter this and take a nap. That sounds really good.

Sorry for including every little detail. Im kinda bored....teehe. But basically, its starting to hit me harder taht Im moving to Texas. And its just really helping me take a second look at what I most love and value. I have realize there are some good people who I didnt realize who were so important to me. I really love this room. I dont think I have ever been this, THIS peaceful.  Anywho, now im just rambling on and on. Im signing out.

Thank you to all who listen.