Aug 27, 2005 15:55
i get drunk, or smoke weed (i have successfully quit), and i wake up buzzed.
i smoke a cigarette, and i wake up no longer craving niccotine.
i love, and i am consoled. (right word?)
i fight, and i am sore.
i eat, and i am full.
i love my dreams. even after they're gone.
and thank you dreams, for helping me quit weed in my waking hours.