All The Drugs For Love I Take, Overdosed I Lay Awake, Trying To Take Back What I Lost...
Do you miss me?
Am I still on your mind
Thought I made you happy baby
Then why was I left behind
Symptoms of a love addict
My heart is sick
Symptoms of a love addict
I’m falling quick
I’m so drunk in love with you
Drugs and candy will not do
You are poison on my tongue
Tasting you my lips are numb
All the drugs for love I take
Overdosed I lay awake
Trying to take back what I lost
To refund my love cost
Do you tell her?
The same things you told me yesterday
Are you taking her
The same way you took me away
Symptoms of a love addict
My heart is sick
Symptoms of a love addict
I’m falling quick
I’m so drunk in love with you
Drugs and candy will not do
You are poison on my tongue
Tasting you my lips are numb
All the drugs for love I take
Overdosed I lay awake
Trying to take back what I lost
To refund my love cost
Okay, first of all, I am gonna try to keep this entry short, as I really SHOULD be getting ready for work right now. That being said, I don't necessarily have all that much to talk about, anyway. It just seems like things of the past are coming back to me again. This mainly involves my cell phone, as people have been calling it. People who I almost never expected to hear from again. It is just strange. Like, nothing too major or dramatic has happened, but all these things coming back to me leaves me feeling quite perturbed. I just don't know what it all means.
First of all, the infamous kid from many of my prior entries called me outta nowhere the other day. Actually, he text messaged me, and I called him back cos' I didn't know the number. Anyway, we sat on the phone for a good 45 minutes while he was at work. He is doing quite well for himself, doing the job that I once did, (housekeeping at the Casino Morongo.) It was nice to talk to him, although it was weird because it was kinda like no time had passed, and the feelings I once had, (not the love, but the hurt,) was still fresh within me. As if I hadn't spent the past year or so feeling as if I was completely over the whole thing. I mean, I am over it. I am sure of that, but I still couldn't help but feel weakened by him. The same way I felt with him right after everything hit the fan. It is strange. I am glad to have talked to him, though, and will try to keep the lines of communication open. If I do go back to California at some point, he is somebody I will most likely want to be around, just as I did last time I was there.
The next day I got a call from somebody in my recent past. A guy I worked with at Borders for a while. There was a lot of drama surrounding his quitting, and everybody was kinda left with a lot of feelings of anger & hurt. I was not necessarily one of those. I was one of the few people he actually spoke to that day, and the only person he has spoken to since then. He sounded good. I was glad to hear from him, and am most likely planning to hang out with him on one of my days off this week. It is just strange, and even stranger were the reactions of my coworkers & friends. Very mixed reactions, but mixed in ways I never expected. Enough about that.
I also got a call last night from my dear friend Richie, who has recently moved back to the Inland Empire, where we all grew up & made our homes. I had pretty well been in touch with him recently, but he was also out of state. It was like we were both outsiders now. No more, though. He is back there. It makes me wonder if I shouldn't be back there as well. I dunno what to think. I really feel like my time here in Florida is not over, but I guess his return to our homeland has got me kinda waxing nostalgic. I get the feeling, though, that I am here for a much longer time. I dunno. We'll see, I guess. A lot of things have me all nostalgic these days, but I still feel strongly that I need to be looking towards the future, and not dreaming of the past. The past wasn't all that great, otherwise I would have spent more time trying to keep things the way they were. Anyway, I really have to go. I cannot be late for work again. I am a troubled child, and the last thing I need is trouble at work. Catch y'all later.
Jason