Tom, Greg, and I threw a party at the beach on satarday. I feel really bad, cause i left to do something that I felt that I needed to do, and when I came back, everyone shook their heads in disgust. I deserve it realy. The Party was fun. Ending with a bon fire, 75$-80$ on food and such. It was gnarly good. We brought a grill and had a BBQ. I wish Kiana was there. I realy miss her. I can remember the last time I was this sad. And it was with the same person. What does that mean? Fuck I dont understand anything anymore. FUCK. It hurts sooooo bad. Just the last few words she said to me before she left. No matter how many drugs I do, no matter how many songs I write, no matter how many cuts I make, it still really hurts. I apologise if this entry is too sad for your liking