I’m in love.

& I don’t care who knows it. It’s disgusting actually, how this girl has a grip on my heart. Call me whipped, sprung, foolish, whatever .. let me be a fool then. I don’t even need the “girlfriend” title because I know she loves me too. & that’s more than enough for me to be thoroughly satisfied.

This past weekend was something else. Highs & lows. Getting high & dropping it low. There was not one dull moment at least. Not to mention, I didn’t work for 4 days straight. Awesome? Yes indeedio.

I shall write about it in full detail later. As of right now .. I still feel high/drowsy & it’s been over 12 hrs since I puffed anything.