Dear Diary,
I woke up sweating so bad. My hair was stuck to my neck. I’m so nauseous!
I think withdrawal has kicked in. I feel like I’m dying!
I’m kind of wishing Kemper had not found me. Selfish yep, but this is the shits going through this.
I remember taking D.A.R.E. but... hmm I guess I didn’t keep my pledge to stay drug free.
Since my uncle taught the class, I’m sure he would be so proud right now (haha NOT!)
School seems like a lifetime ago. Maybe someday I will go back, it is the last thing on my mind right now though
I just want sleep right now!