It's hard to stay positive about all the more meaningfull things in life when my black heart is developing a callous thicker than the bottom of a snow boot.
I think this time I will just become what everyone else expects, a womanizing lush. Seems easy enough, and safe enough as well.
I had a dream about you last night, it made me want to see you soon. I'm tired of being sad we live so far away...one of us needs to vacation to eachother soon. Pobably me since I blew the last time we were suppossed to meet up.