i like the fact people feel comfortable enough to talk to me. to use me as an "outlet."

i hate it at the same time, because some friends seem to only want to talk to me when it benefits them in that way.

in other news...its 1:12 am. why am i awake.

because i was just on the phone late again.

and because i smell like....medicine but don't know why.

i'm gonna get out of these clothes and sleep. in other clothes. dirty kids.

and cip....absofrickenlutely beeeeeeyuuuutiful in that dress. insane jealously is exuding every pore right now. ok. not jealous...just....fuck. awesomely beautiful.

i wish my prom had been a bigger deal...though i still have my dress, and i'll probably never fit it again...but maybe i'll make that my goal "fit back into prom dress."

yeah.

me and probably nearly everyone i graduated with.

4 years ago.

hello and i'm hold.

music: bush - glycerine

ahhh the good old days.

goodnight.