above photo, not crackdale

well u have to go, crackdale. u have to be assessed. and the medical shit takes so long. go to your family doctor and talk to him/her and tell em to refer you someplace. there are so many people who are all anti-doctors but dude, seriously, they’re doctors for a reason

if there is a chemical imbalance in your brain in your soul

that is something you cannot possibly talk yourself out of, u know what i mean

i felt the same way

for a long time

my rationalizing no meds was all, why and how can some funny little pill fix me when i am still drowning in my sorrows, the pill makes me think i am cloud 9 whilst still surfing in the seventh circle of hell

when really, crack, it helps you function and get thru yer pain

and not ever forget it

at least go talk to someone

take it from a 21 yr old who has been hospitalised 3 times

and i met so so many people your age and older in there

suffering

and they are all embarassed over it

you said so yerself, yer parents are the ones who make u not like/trust doctors

why? what’s THEIR deal. what is wrong with them?

people avoid doctors, specifically parents, because they do not ever want to be blamed for what may be wrong with their kids, when really it isnt blame, it opens you up and helps you understand yourself and your flaws and why you keep fucking up or why fucking up keeps happening to you

there are ten million other things i could/should/would say

but this is this for now

write me back whenever however

i am always here

rl

Yikes I was all drunkass when I sent that email

Sorry about that

Holy Moly I just woke up

my head is like a cinderblock

Here is a picture of Shannon’s dog, Blue who rules

After I talked with you I sat around and drank yet

more beers with my downstairs neighbors in my

underwear and a t shirt

wtf

I liked talking with you, sorry I called so late

also sorry about the inappropriate email

I am drinking Coca Cola and the red sox are on tv

today

- jack

jack, i never got that drunk email you speak of, damn, and i was all i cannot WAIT to read that mail!

that’s the kara-ogre. well, not thee kara-ogre, morelike, my kara-ogre equal

AND her cock stands around with a top-hat and lets her fall down all over the place and make out with a candle and i am like WOW WOW wow WOW wow!

please be my kara-ogre this thursday.

you know the place and the time and the rhymes and the enzymes, pick my ass up first!

sally and her bitch

Sj says, “choose life.”

i am such a stupid idjit, it didn’t even occur to me that my father might be nursing a hang over upstairs, heh. now he’s up.

dear raymilauren

-Jamie

manic!

dad, where are you? both your cars are here but you are not. were you kidnapped? your cellfone goes straight to voicemail. mum is upstairs in a coma. gah!

“this is the first night in i don’t know that the night is over and i have cigarettes money and pot left. i like the pound. much respect to a party that suck but got turned around because some high guy tried to backflip off the stange but landed on his neck, which stops the band, bring in the cops and then brings in RING THE AKAARM, apparently another sound is dying. oh oh, hey.”

skylar has a girl in tdot or had her there, who knows, skylar are you a sky or a lar? i like your junky template, crazy all over the place, and, i saw the a.r.e as well. i heart them. i hope your girl gets back to you soon. or if she is already there…? whatevs. hi.

your pal, raymi

i should not be allowed to do interviews admist nervous breakdowns in canada whilst dating someone who is plotting to leave you in the middle of the nite and not tell you when yer on coma pills and he’s trying to hit it with the blond girl.