then i'll walk on and you'll just say
that feelings fail and people change.
--filmmaker

angela barely speaks to me now. i miss our friendship so much.

there was a time when we spent every waking moment together. hell, she practically lived in my dorm room last year. we talked & laughed. got high & drank watered down beer at the bars. stumbled home & told the night staff that she was my roommate so she could get into the building...

but that's over. she doesn't see what she used to see in me. i have a drug problem. and i'm vulgar. and i keep making the same mistakes with the same person. i'm weak & confused. she can't stand that.

i can't stand it either.