Im gonna pull you in close, gonna wrap you up tight, friends dont waste wine
Ok i sit here and talk to bert and listen to interpol. And i worked t'day and i have no alcohol in my system. i feel wierd..sober..i dont like it, its not nice.
Hmm i kinda wish henry was here cause hes all snuggly and quiet but there again he also is kissy and boy-like so i feel much alone..yes its true ive done it again.. talk about losing friends through sexuality. i need to stop attracting attention to myself. maybe i should paint my face green and then nobody would come near me..maybe.
heh my mum called me a binge drinker..i found it funny. just to clarify it to everyone, yes i do drink excessively, and yes that is unhealthy, but at least im consistent, drinking in binges makes you a binge drinker. i am a consistent drinker, which isnt an alcoholic. i dont have massive cravings for alcohol, unless im really stressed...hmm maybe i need to think about this a bit more...
I feel like i just fell down a massive crater of self pity, spiralling as i fell twisting with sober pain.
yeh i sound emu.
I feel like being brutally honest and vile.. but i wont, my inhibitions are sober.
instead il be eating and drawing, yes i feel like art..college will be suprised! a bit like me when i felt the urge to create...
hmm so yeh, im off, im leaving, gone, going...gone, left, departed, away, gone
Hmm i kinda wish henry was here cause hes all snuggly and quiet but there again he also is kissy and boy-like so i feel much alone..yes its true ive done it again.. talk about losing friends through sexuality. i need to stop attracting attention to myself. maybe i should paint my face green and then nobody would come near me..maybe.
heh my mum called me a binge drinker..i found it funny. just to clarify it to everyone, yes i do drink excessively, and yes that is unhealthy, but at least im consistent, drinking in binges makes you a binge drinker. i am a consistent drinker, which isnt an alcoholic. i dont have massive cravings for alcohol, unless im really stressed...hmm maybe i need to think about this a bit more...
I feel like i just fell down a massive crater of self pity, spiralling as i fell twisting with sober pain.
yeh i sound emu.
I feel like being brutally honest and vile.. but i wont, my inhibitions are sober.
instead il be eating and drawing, yes i feel like art..college will be suprised! a bit like me when i felt the urge to create...
hmm so yeh, im off, im leaving, gone, going...gone, left, departed, away, gone