i told her i'd stop with the hard drugs. it's difficult to not be blinded right now by that crazy marina sunshine but god how i desperately need to stoppppppp.

i'm actually just sick right now, and this cough really hurts me sometimes. i hate how i only get sick once or twice a year because each time i do my mind really does a twist on me. and it hurts to talk! and i can't think or make up interesting stories or anything! i'm a failed writer, goddddaaaaaammmmmnnnn

actually, i really want to paint another jellyfish, with all of my friends' faces on them. i fucking