posted on April 07, 2004 @ 3:11 am
"the bitter end," placebo
tonight as i reclined reading chuck, i realized i hadn't taken my whore pills in a few days. then i remembered this is week-of-torment-and-sorrow. the sad thing is, it used to be infinitely worse. layla lived with me when i'd lie in bed for a week at a time, crying at everything and hiding sharp objects. at least now i'm just down to crying at everything, and really, what kind of change is that?
steph: "i like week-of-torment-and-sorrow. that means i'm not pregnant."
"'maybe sex and affection aren't mutually exclusive.'
and i laughed. my hands tying my cravat, i told her yes. yes, they are."
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