Don't need a life jacket, my plan is to sink.
People leave me agitated, with a rough almost sandpaper-like residue in my mouth. I get drunk off of anger sometimes, and find it difficult to become sober from that feeling.I just ran into a discussion with someone, and I try not to care or have attached feelings because I keep getting this gut instinct that this person is rather good at being someone else.
Sometimes I wonder if remaining friends is such a good idea.
I'm in such awful moods with this person lately that speaking to them only reminds me of a slow toxin I keep feeding into myself.
Looks like I have to keep pushing, we will just become bitter friends in the end, I should be more unsettled by that thought, yet I'm not.
The week just isn't progressing to the nature that I would like it to,
posted by Porcelain Injections @ 12:27 AM
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