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i think that's how i feel right now. i don't know quite what to do with myself. so i've devoted my energy into ripping through an entire pack of cigarettes in 12 hours. it's comforting. like exhaling all the confusion, bafflement, frustration, and whatever else is ailing me at the time.
it's my perscription. my antidote.
it gives me time to think. analyze whatever little nuance pops into my head at the time and turn it over and inside out. and she's right, we make better friends than anything else right now. no grudges, no childish bullshit, nothing stupid that could fuck up anything. i've done that before and i don't want to deal with it again. i don't want to mess this up.
inhale. exhale. i'm going to be ok.
it's my perscription. my antidote.
it gives me time to think. analyze whatever little nuance pops into my head at the time and turn it over and inside out. and she's right, we make better friends than anything else right now. no grudges, no childish bullshit, nothing stupid that could fuck up anything. i've done that before and i don't want to deal with it again. i don't want to mess this up.
inhale. exhale. i'm going to be ok.