Just back from an emo drinking session with Alex, Jit and Vincent. Shytez. it wasn’t emo at first; we were talking about doable celebs, and doable mutual friends (basically just all doables). Then the emo-ness took over. why why wont this feeling of crappiness just die? WHY WHY WHY?
*Swears not to drink anymore this month. August can continue.*
My tongue is loose. had god knows what. vodka, something to do with vodka? my head isn’t feeling good and neither is my heart. I want things to go back to how they used to be. this sudden change is killing me. I don’t know what the fuck i did.
I miss our long talks. Not even anything to do with youknowwhat. I just miss our friendship. Now i’m starting to doubt if it was ever even a friendship. The way shit has been turning out… we might as well have been lifelong enemies.
I’m still here, waiting for you to explain and for me to understand.
*This post was done under the influence of alcohol.
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