Sunday, April 17, 2011 :::
remember how I'm always saying I can't be trusted?
there's something to be said for the OK guy on the stool next to me.
and if I don't go out then I always end up sitting in the dark crying over budd.
I don't think this would even be an issue if I had an internet connection at home.
now there's not enough whiskey in the world to make me burn a bridge I wouldn't burn sober,
but I wish my loyalties weren't always so fucked up.
::: posted by tinafish at 8:56 AM :::