i start attacking my vodka: stab the ice with my straw
so like an alcoholic, i took some swigs of the fatty bacardi bottle sitting in my room. no special occassion, no other company, no painful agony.... just out of halfway boredom i decided to see how much i could drink without coughing. lol, it was funny. i chilled out for awhile and then took this riddiculous nap where i thought i was awake staring at the ceiling then when i finally got up it past 8ish. go figure.
so i wrote this paper and i told the person i wrote about that i wrote about them. and we've come to the conclusion that i was right and i think that maybe we're still trying to hold onto that. like it talked about being dependant on familiarity and being loyal because of how long the friendship had already lasted. i'm thinking maybe that's why we're still friends now. it's a weird type of friendship.
a lot has been going on lately. it's really kind of annoying. i wish all these confrontations and confessions would've laid out a little longer but whatever. i should pride myself on my ability to deal with this stuff..... which of course doesn't work when i can't deal with this stuff. hm, i should take that back- things haven't been hard it's just been surprising.
i love my boyfriend.
yeah, it's weird.
i'm outro.
brand new says: 'best friends' means- friends forever.