it's nice to feel wanted. but i haven't felt wanted in so long. so when the opportunity comes, i never turn it down. no matter how bad of an idea it may be.

i made out with a thirty four year old man at a bar when i was plastered. i went on a road trip to new york with mary beth in the middle of the week for no reason. (i tripped so hard while i was in new york. we went to a show. the earth was moving with the beat and i could barely stand.) i'm doing lines with will tonight. just because...because i need to feel wanted. i do.

i need people like i need air. constantly. to live. one day i'll learn to breathe on my own. but for now, this is all i have. drinking & druging & living.

the pixies - where is my mind?
feeling fine