Words and Dreams and a Million Screams

Jun 17th, 2008 2:29:28 am - Subscribe
Mood: uneasy

I miss him.
I miss my parents.
I miss being around intelligent people.

I was checking out post secret last night and I broke down. One of them had a bunch of smiley face notes that said "have a good day" and such. The secret read "I'm going to miss these when I move out this fall."

I choked. I leapt out of bed and started pacing around my room, I couldn't breathe. I grabbed my cigarettes and ran outside. The clouds were orange and contained a David Firth vibe. It suited me. I walked up and down the sidewalk until I threw up. I lit a cigarette and started bawling. My chest hurt so much, I was whimpering as I struggled for breath. I fell to my knees and screamed into my person.

Work was uneventful.

I want a boyfriend.
Why bother?
You know how this is going to turn out.
This post is not unlike all the others.
Just a new song.
I'm driving to Wilson on Wednesday. I can't take this.

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