slferreiro

Let me just say that I am ridiculously intoxicated. And did I mention that I love tequila. Sam just went to get some chips at the store, and Alison and her ass just left. And I got hit in the face with a large metal obeject today. So now I'm left all alone in a drunken state. I've had this underwhelming sense of depression recently. And I mean underwhelming as in I'm depressed for no reason and it's not a consuming sense of depression. Sam and I had to have our first big marital talk this week since we got married 2 years ago, and maybe I'm naive but I really thought that we were different than all the other married couples. And maybe we really are, but why is it that we run into the same steroetypical marital problems? I guess it all comes down to Fuck money and Fuck control. I wish I had neither but am required by society to have both.

and on a seperate note did I mention that I am a retarded Maddona fan. as in I own all the albums. [just one of those embarrassing facts about myself that I have to reveal every so often].

Well, goodnight to all. I love you all.

Please take this.
and run far away.
far away from me.
I am tainted.
the two of us were never meant to be.
All these pieces
and promises.
and left behinds.
if only I could see.
in my nothing
you meant everything.
everything to me.