I think I've had about enough of this day, week, month, year. whatever.
When all else fails, I find myself getting drunk to forget the minutes, but of course, drunken bliss never cures what kills. I'm a terrible pseudo-alcoholic. Pretending gets me nowhere.
I'm fucking up just about everything in my life (or maybe it's all fucking me?) I don't know
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but i have those days, and i think it's because i miss everybody so much....but then i think about it and i really dont miss it all THAT much, not enough to make me feel that way, but maybe i do. unexplainable i guess. *shrugs*
muchly, saundra *200 miles from yah but feelin yah*
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