pictures of you...

[drunken_angl]

it was weird that i actually talked to him tonight. i forgot what it was like to just talk to him like a civilized person. my heart aches from missing him. i'm sorry, now, that i destroyed the last picture i had of him. i don't know if i'll ever feel that way for anybody else. it doesn't feel like i will. i don't know. i feel good though, despite the subtle heartache, but that's always been there and , i think, always will be. other things aren't so well, but then again it's probably just in my head and tomorrow everything will be okay again, but who knows.

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walter's birthday is in 24 hours and 24 minutes... weird

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i hate it when people make you spend money that was meant for other things on drugs...

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i'm a terrible girlfriend to him.

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last night was good... too many things in the back of my mind though, and now walter's gonna have even more to be upset with me about because of all the bruises on my legs and the holes in my arms. i feel like something might happen with him and i.

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i'm tired and i feel like crying because i don't know how to just talk to him and that's all i wanna do right now. it's so much harder to verbalize the conversations that i have in my head.