the only thing constant in this life is change.
i'm still alive. barely.
working stupid hours at starbucks still.
long story involved with why i'm still at starbucks.
i'm living with kit now.
in an apartment.
yeah.
my head is so scattered.
i blame it on all the coke, the pot, the pills, the booze.
i've been drug free for a month now.
my head is still lost somewhere.
i'm still drinking.
quite often actually.
well, every night actually.
poor Mr.liver.
i'm just drifting around now.
calling people on a whim.
showing my face for a few minutes.
then gone for another 6 months.
story of my life.
i'm pretty screwed up.
i've lost alot of what i thought i'd found.
i'm tiny inside.
almost non-existant.