I could make a fortune selling some of this stuff, especially considering I get most of it regularly refilled, so I could keep repeat buyers. But it's a promise I made to myself that I wouldn't be a drug dealer, and these pills keep me living somewhat peacefully, so fuck being a junkie or a drug dealer.

I'm in love.

With a boy. Everyone knows it, but some people would rather it was a little different. But they can fuck themselves! I smile before he even gets a word out, before he comes around the corner because I know he's coming, before I open my eyes in the morning 'cause he's facing me with his eyes open. It makes me fucking happy. Smiling.

We want to go see Pornorchestra, but it's 21 and over. I'm hoping I can use my brother's ID, and Dexter can use Francis' old ID that I usually use. I think D is too scared to try it. But that's life....

Just swallowed about ten of the seventeen different drugs I ingest on a regular basis. That means it's time for bed.