Jun 06, 2004 04:27
Tonight was good and bad and hateful all wrapped up into one indescribable package.
It was so good to see my brothers and Cassie.
It was good to see my friends.
It was bad to want to break things.
It was bad to want to scream and cry.
The hot tub is always good.
It was bad that I couldn't get myself drunk.
I don't know if I can get into bed.
I hate the things I think.
I hate the things I want to do to make my brain shut off.
I think I will stay up until the sun comes up. Or drive back to Clint's now that the kids are gone. I don't know.
I've got a lot of thinking to do.