blah...sick...blah
2002-11-01 ~ 10:59 p.m.

comrade and i are sitting here...

that was lovely...my cough.

she is going to bed before she falls over and sleeps on the floor...

and i am going to take enough nyquil and xanax to knock out an nhl hockey team...

so....do you think we had a conversation to set things right today? no...i was sick. yeah...

i did talk to blondie today...was nice, no drama.

all things in time...

and yet, in this other situation...the expiration date has passed...it seems.

i am sick...and tired...and just fucking sick.

and blondie...you were right, for what it is worth. more than even i will ever know.

it is a river of perpetual pain....and the salty currents lick at my ears....can't hear, or see...

and i am not drowning in this....this isn't even mine.

i climbed out of this river.

and i will not drown in my shallow regrets...but i might think about it.

i have to feel less sick...tomorrow is a big day. woohooo, the festivities!

blah...blah...blah

med and bed...

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