Jul 28, 2008 17:00
this weekend was long, and nauseating. i think i really for the first time, scared the bageebers out of myself. i'm a flake. i stay up until 11 a.m. wishing i hadn't done what i did. i feel it for days after. i don't know how to pull it back together sometimes when everything's great. i do this every month or so. like the seasons thing. its a disappointment.
word.