When your lips touched the surface of mine
Sometimes the smoke would slowly crawl from
the corners of your mouth. What an exciting way to kiss
somebody, or to be kissed! We always tried to make the
most of those twenty dollar bills and the limited amount
of heat from the floor vents.

I can't keep clearing them out.
I know it's unacceptable but I'm accepting it.
I could have used that sixty dollars.
Maybe they just don't understand how bad this really is?
Maybe no one does?
I can't talk about it, I'd rather question if this is really happening.
I haven't thought about it in complete.
I've resorted to living this out and not worrying about whatever is to come.
Credit. What does that mean?
I can't pretend that I care with the state of our current system.
it's not working, we all know better.

He was neurotic. I can't blame him.
I'm neurotic. This is crazy. Sometimes I start to feel like I might honestly be able to comprehend this state we're in. Then, I'm smack down to the ice. Or the floor, whichever comes first. I hope you love this. I really hope it's everything you've ever wanted or dreamed of. I'm sort of dying. I'm sort of dying and have been since the day I was born. that's the problem. I've always been on the edge of the surface. i know the edge today. I've never felt so strong about the situation. My dad understand, he hated it. He knew he had to understand or that was the end. It could possibly be too late already. Know one can really ever know.


Why are you always laughing? everyone know it's not really funny.
It wouldn't be funny. Without you? Maybe.