May 21, 2006 22:13
The only kind of liquid courage comes not in a bottle, but someplace closer to home. To use it as a defense mechanism is a disgrace; use your mind's courage, not your cock's. And that's all I have to say on the matter.
Tennis ends tuesday. That means that I can finally go home after school and veg out, and talk to Andrea and Peter, and resubscribe to World of Warcraft, and maybe even start talking to Morilain and if I'm lucky, Losty again. I would like that. But I need my money. God damn, I have too much to think about...
I realised that I am afraid today. The world weeps in my absense, and shouts upon my arrival. And that's on a good day. Cryptic words do not a wise man make.