im not supposed to be distracted today because you're not here and i have things to accomplish... so why do i keep staring off into space, at the phone, down the hall. what's my excuse now? i always blame it on you but i can't do that today. maybe i smoke too much pot, maybe i need to smoke some now. will i ever be able to succeed being
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just as the thought creeps into my mind the phone rings and it's her i can tell even before i answer kinda like the feeling you get right before you pass out you just know you're passing out.