Jun 17, 2006 23:34
i met a friend today, in the park.
I would like to believe that she is a figment of my imagination. But, unfortunately, as I handed her a matchbook and cigarette, our fingertips brushed against eachother.
Which is sign #1 that she's real. She's a nice pretty girl named Claire, but she's typical in some ways. In any case, I need friends more than anything right now.
I'm going to go smoke now.