i started to stress out last night. what if he gets tired of me? what will i do? i dont think i could handle being ripped apart inside on top of my outter trials.
i also know i dont usually think like this, but its harder to remove the real self from the druggy one. i feel like such a drag. there are no real signs of anything going bad in our relationship. in fact, everything is quite good, and better than i could hope for. so, i know for sure it's pill-induced. ive dont a good job at hiding it, so far. i think.
i dont know what the fuck i was talking about key west. even if i did get 400$ together to go, i couldnt eat, or rent a car. or buy souveniers, or stop at kinkos to upload pictures. i need to just get a life and realize im poor as fuck, and suck it up and get another damn pier 1 job. use my week off to be constructive instead of taking a vacation.
reduce my costs.
since i dont pay for food (except urban organic every other week), buy new clothes, makeup, shoes, equipment, or drug, im not sure what to cut out. i am only thinking that perhaps i am not living in the best place for me afterall.
i dunno. it is no use thinking today. nothing will come out straight.