brought to you be the letter W

Too many words, too much wine and too much weed.
I'm spent.

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things i would like right now:
my body to realize how tired it is.
to stop eating these swedish fish. it's surprising how hard this is.
to be home, alone, long enough to take photos.
someone to play with my hair while i fall asleep.

it's just poor taste sweetie

word on the street is that i should be more ticked off about this.
if not at both of you, at least one. you. my friend.
but i knew it was coming. i've known for a long time.
i'm not sure if it is that, combined with the fact that i am not 'hung up' on him, but i am not mad.
i am, however, slightly annoyed by the awkward situations i may find myself and the lil lady in.
but what can be done? choices made and lives to be led.
at least i know, that just like the past three years, our lives aren't that intertwined anymore.
also, i must say, goodness! ya'll work with a quickness.

probably shoulda seen that coming too huh?

happiness to both of you as long as possible.
i think i may just leave myself out of it for awhile.

side effects

i have been rather reclusive lately.
i blame the combination of chantax and birth control, started all at once.
i just don't really feel like doing anything when i'm home. well, except sleeping.

oh well.

i'll take a few weeks of side effects if it means i wont be smoking or reproducing.
plus i've heard nothing negative about 9 1/2 hours of sleep a night.

he calms me down

hmm

i am pretty darn sure that i keep hearing a band of horses song at work. a band of horses song that i do not know.
not being able to find out what this song's called is causing me much aggravation.

during my last visit to fancy face, her roommate had suggested that i may like the dresden dolls. for some reason, i had never listened to them. well, no matter how long it took me to realize this, i'm in fucking love...