they are dropping acid, i'm just dropping

May 04, 2007 02:35

sometimes my roomates lifestyle seems like a fucking dream.  but i remind myself that when i wake up for class at 9 they are still begging and begging to fall asleep.  She is the kind of chick you only see in movies.  hes the kind of guy you'll only find in college.  theyre intricate slobs who waste away, but yet there are so many people i know who need them including myself.  He gives me what i need when i need it.  which is always and its so convenient its costing me my life.  And the girl, is one of the easiest people to talk to, because she seeks to please you with whatever she says.  if you need someone to be happy for you, or excited with you..its right there in a mess of blonde hair and bloodshot eyes.
These people, you just constantly feel nervous around.  because they are about 500 times more nervous around you.  and the walls are caving in on them but the room never moves.
Its a boost in my self esteem but a reality check about the world around me.  very close around me.  
They will stammer on all night amongst their drug induced selves/friends/actions and i'll hear them talk all fucking night/morning/afternoon.  i live a whole life while they sit in our cold living room just watching me walk back and forth.   i often wonder if they are feeling as sorry for me as i am of them.

Different strokes for different folks. 
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