Day 1
Ganja free for 10 days. Fuck my life. Oh. Also, no car. And no clonopin either. And my mom will be on a cruise with no access to the Internet or a phone, therefore no emergency contact. Yayyyyyy panic attacks! When I get lost in the city, mugged, raped, or killed… Or all three, I will blame my fucking parents and haunt them for the rest of eternity. lulz.
