Oct 05, 2005 07:22
Apparently, drug addicts have now developed these things called feelings. This is so hard to come by in the male gender, especially when dealing with those sorts of people. I'm so sick of it all. I want to drop everything I've ever had for any of the guys I've been with before. It's just not that simple, especially when they call you at two in the fucking morning! Geez....and leave you numerous voicemails and text messages. Goddamnit....I went into that whole thing with the intention of never seeing him ever again or talking to him. I mentally prepared myself for it. And then when he called me and what not it shattered my thought process and my power train. I really don't know what to do. I really hope he doesn't think we're dating because we're sooo not. I just don't know what to do with myself. I think I'll just have another cigarette. I quit drinking damnit! Let me still keep one of my addictions. I want to cry. I want someone who isn't spending his time doing crack or snorting meth to give me a hug....
I'm such a fucking idiot...
At least I have my queer back! I love you Dustin!
Much Love
Lisa