thirty black triangles
Lots of obligations and few of them met. I miss my summer reading, and I hate the fact that I always have hundreds of pages to read for class. They are even interesting readings, but the fact that there are dates assigned to them makes them dry and heartbreaking.
I went to a big party on Saturday with my coworkers. My alcohol tolerance is still ungodly high for my consumption and whatnot. I shouldn't smoke weed at all anymore. The bowl put me over the edge and I puked so many times that my stomach hurt until this (Monday) morning.
I miss painting, and writing. In spite of having a boyfriend, we hardly ever have sex. I gave my mother a hug tonight while she and I made potato pancakes and heated up some meatloaf.
These are all the real things, and there are no words for everything else.
I went to a big party on Saturday with my coworkers. My alcohol tolerance is still ungodly high for my consumption and whatnot. I shouldn't smoke weed at all anymore. The bowl put me over the edge and I puked so many times that my stomach hurt until this (Monday) morning.
I miss painting, and writing. In spite of having a boyfriend, we hardly ever have sex. I gave my mother a hug tonight while she and I made potato pancakes and heated up some meatloaf.
These are all the real things, and there are no words for everything else.