i need a distraction.

i need sex.

i haven't had a drink in over a week. what the hell is wrong with me?

this week im managing my store. my manager is in vegas. it has been stressful. but only because im letting it, i suppose. yesterday was my day off for the week. i went to the bank to take care of some overdraft fees and shit. got two cases of booze. stopped at the liquor store to get the stuff i owed croft, and got some jack for myself. all that was left was the largest size, its ridiculous...then i went to the grocery store and bought condoms. im ready to party! too bad im living at my parents house. sigh...im trying to not be here as much as possible.

i'll leave the lights down low
so she knows i mean business
and maybe we should talk this over
because i could be your best bet
let alone your worst ex
honestly, how could you say those things
when you know they don't mean anything
you know very well that i can't keep my hands to myself
this is all wrong
and it shows
there are certain things i promised
never to let you know
like, your silly way of keeping me on the edge of my seat
im miserable and you're just getting started
you've got me right where you want me
you're only counting the clock against the train
lets never talk about this again
because i didn't want it to mean that much to me
i want to hate you so bad
but i can't stop this anymore than you can

-sassie!