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2002-06-21 - 2:22 a.m.

i'm drunk. you know. i'll say it. why does this make me hurt so much? will i hurt forever? or can i just learn to ignore it? i had a silly thought yesterday. and i can't make it go away. i've got melodrama down to a fucking science.

truth is i've got glue all over my fingers. paint all over my hands. and i'm watching gia(?). "no war" all over my tits. i'm just organic like this. what did they used to say in yoga class? breathe in the fire and oh i don't remember. watch me get all fucked over nothing.

baah