What the Hell Am I Doing?

I'm missing you a little. Who the hell am I kidding? I'm missing you a lot. I think about you toomuch.

And you, I really thought about fuckingyou tonight. And how great it would be. I can't get over that moment, when I thought about fucking you.

And you. You have never been so distant. But that's because I'm running way from you. And I'm sorry for that.

Can we all figure this out?

another post. perhaps I'm becoming an alcoholic. moreso.

A girl is a precious thing. That's tough sometimes to remember and other times it is far too clear.

I'm an asshole.

I don't knwo what else to say.

I'm sitting here with a salami sandwich. My girlfirend is in the next room and I think she's fallen out of love with me.

I'm not sure if I blamne her. I coudl fall out of love with me too.

I needa distarction. Hold on, please.

Have you any idea where I'm going? Cause I could use some direction.

I am a lost soul. It's hard tosrescue sould because they squirm more and they're difficult to hold on to.

I am probably upsettng. To a lot more people than me.

I should quit. All of it. Just up and quit. What a wake of disaster I might leave in my path.

I am the asshole.

I'm going to go brush my teeth. And slipped down to my sleeping clothes. Then?

Then, my firend. I will fall sleep lonely.

And hopefully not wake up hiung over.