Sooo...god damn. Bad day yesterday. I went to school stoned off my ass, I went to bear creek with Travis and Neil, passed out until Neil woke me up and said I needed to get on my bus. I did. I remember NOTHING at all from yesterday. I was walked home. Aaron's girl friend gave me a ride about 20 feet. I got out. They drove off. I fell. I hurt the same fucking collar bone. I then got home. Realized the xanax in my wallet, along with $10 was missing. Now I'm home because I didn't wake up until about an hour ago.
I do remember at one point begging Travis to make Ronnie call me. Ronnie did call me.
I don't know. I have been crying a lot. I miss my Ronnie.