Eel

Darker Days

I'm losing touch of reality.

Yesterday I smoked weed all day and I made out with a white guy named Cory.
I don't even like white guys. And I'm going back to Chicago in about a week.
I'm losing my memory.
Mo and Beans messaged me telling me that they loved me.
I don't understand. They clearly know something I don't.
I don't feel right. But I want to.