A little bag of cocaine, a little bag of cocaine
I'm obviously not in style anymore... since the newest trend is to starve yourself skinny. I've seen more than one person partaking in this fad, and one of them is a very close friend of mine. It really bothers me, but when I tried to bring it up (how do you do that anyway?) she assured me that she eats... although at the graduation party we were at she only ate a helping of potatoes as big as my fist after complaining about not eating all day. I was also actually able to see two of these au courant girls arguing over who had skinner arms (both sadly friends of mine) "Your arms are skinner than mine" "No, your arms are WAY skinner!" And they continued their banter by naming off lower appendages until I interrupted with "You two really make me want to kill myself" which made them stop because they thought I was jealous of their thin-ness. I mean I could stand to lose a few pounds or maybe just shape up because I'm a lazyass but I mean come on... on the subject of actually observing a conversation of that magnitude, I completely meant what I said. I'm really afraid my friend could be on thin-inducing drugs because she has also been acting strange. I'm really worried and I don't know what to do... I never thought I'd have to deal with a thing like this post-highschool... it is all very sad and confusing.
I miss Rob and all the ways he makes fun of people with me. Listening to Regina always makes me think of him and last summer when we used to drive around singing it at the top of our lungs "Hey remember that time when I would only smoke Parliments, hey remember that time when I would only smoke Marlboros...." haha. Dating my best friend was probably the best thing I ever did. We have been through some crazy times but they have always been funny as all hell. It really sucks being separated, and having to be during a holiday is going to suck more... but I'm just glad we are together and happy as clams.
"hey remember that time when you ODed?
hey remember that other time when you ODed for the second time?
Well in the waiting room while waiting for news of you I hallucinated I could read your mind
And I was on a lot of shit too but what I saw man I tell you it was freaky."
Rain is good sleeping weather.