Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Scattered

I talked to a guy named Jim.
I met a guy named Mace.
I drank more than I should have.
I want Narc. (I DO! God, I do!)

I'm a sick, sick girl.

My mouth is dry.
My pillow calls.

I am filled with self-hatred.

-h-

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

It's to bad you were rushed the other day and could not finish your comment on my last post.

Radmila left a comment that I wish you would read.

You girls express yourselves so much better than I can, and Radmila has really put down in words what I wish I could have.

HistoryGeek said...

I just want to give you a hug, Hyde!