i'm a little buzzed....don't mind me
2001-10-26
I just got off the phone with Shannon...spent about an hour and a half talking about you, talking about relationships, talking about her own man problems. I had a few beers and I'm feeling a slight buzz. My only comfort right now is this bottle of Bud...dulling my obsessive thoughts just a little bit...all my overanylizing. Can't stop smoking...sometimes I don't even know why I do it. Stress I guess. Though I really wish I had some weed. Some weed to make me sleep. I miss you. I miss your smile. I miss talking with you...your humour. I miss our talks at the beach...the cool air...the moon...my head tucked in that place by your shoulders where my forehead touched the warmth of your neck. I miss the way you would dance with me in public...the way you'd spin me around like a dancer...the way people looked at us.
You said things were so much easier then. When you were numbing yourself with the drug. When you didn't have to deal with it all. Fuck him. Fuck all of them who hurt you.


