Aug 07, 2006 02:46
It's funny the things that I choose to bite my lip to pieces over. Contact problems that aren't your fault. There's just so much going wrong right now. And language just doesn't stretch enough sometimes for me to say what I mean. But I do mean what I say, even if it isn't true sometimes.
ABK 5538. Who is that?
I should be sleeping, but I'd rather smoke another cigarette first. Make my conversation last a little longer fresh in my head even if it ended five minutes ago.
There are secrets people keep without even knowing it. Because some things just don't seem important enough to say out loud. I must be twisted, darling, because everything seems important sometimes.
Remember when you made noises against my neck and Doxie just tilted her head and wondered if we were retarded or not? Note to self: "Remember when...?" list.
One more week. Fuck you, you fucking fuck routine.