Drunk on warm Sake and no sleep. It's 1:30 in the fucked morning and eyes guts two work a double tomorrow. The good thing is, eventually it'll end. This is what I keep tell myself. I hope that some day I believe these lies and remember what it's like to laugh, and not because something's funny, but because I'm happy. Oh the woe!
Rice wine makes my nut sack pucker. I need to get away! No? I'm goin to the beach Wed. Yeah! Thursday I'm gonna call an ex and see if she wants to cuddle. I'd really like that: to lie on the couch and stare at a wall while being held. Nice, huh? Then I'm goin to Philly. I can't wait. I don't know why. Maybe I just need to get out of the city. Or maybe I'm just neurotic.
I don't know.
Hope this finds you all well. I'm sleepy.
Good night.
C.
Rice wine makes my nut sack pucker. I need to get away! No? I'm goin to the beach Wed. Yeah! Thursday I'm gonna call an ex and see if she wants to cuddle. I'd really like that: to lie on the couch and stare at a wall while being held. Nice, huh? Then I'm goin to Philly. I can't wait. I don't know why. Maybe I just need to get out of the city. Or maybe I'm just neurotic.
I don't know.
Hope this finds you all well. I'm sleepy.
Good night.
C.