an:So I'm gonna tell you guys the story of after I got my colonoscopy and my endoscopy (I ended up getting both today) so I was high off my ass as you can imagine. (I'm still pretty out of it) so I guess I woke up a couple of time screaming about my desire for candy. So basically I was high off my ass screaming about how I wanted a lollipop. So after I was discharged I started walking to the car. Barely being able to walk a straight line. So I kept going on about how I really wanted a lollipop. Even though one of the nurses had given me a bag of jolly ranchers. Apparently I had my heart and mind set on getting a lollipop. So my mom said the gift shop might have been closed and I was upset. When we found out it wasn't we went to get me a lollipop. And well on the search for a lollipop in the gift shop I stumbled upon the stuffed animal section. Ment for babies and smol children. In which case I started petting all of them because they were very fluffy. So I had my heart set on an elephant plushie (which I got!) And then my mom started showing me other plushies. Such as pandas,giraffes. Ect. So I picked and hugged the elephant and panda as hard as I could not daring to let them go. Then my mom told me I could only get 1. And well being fucking high off my ass. I started crying. I was standing in the middle of a gift shop. Crying because I wanted both the stuffed animals. I was so high that I started crying. I'm fricken 16. How hilarious do you think it was for the clerk to just be staring at me as my dad is trying to calm me down as I'm just kinda standing there crying in my captain America hoodie with my punk rock hair style and combat boots. That must have been a sight. So we went to the counter in which I was given more than one concerned glares from the cashier and we left. As I continued my drug fueled triad.. That must have been fucking hilarious to watch. Anyways! I'm out of the hospital. I'm doing okay. Slowly recovering but doing just fine ~ love you guys ~
Sincerely
Thefallenpoet (sorry about being M.I.A)