You thought that crappy fucked up day yesterday ended there, didn't you? well, it didn't. I decided to do one of chris' stupid advices(like james would say). I texted james..."are you there". He was out with his friends, fuselage, drinking....again. Told him I missed him. Told him what I needed to say and then we started fighting again. I do not want to remember the words he texted me basta he broke me. He finally did it, he broke me. And now I'm back here, facing this monitor, blogging. What on earth am i doing? Living, I guess. Being. I am calm, dead calm. I need to see chris. I need to see randy. I need to talk to bkai. I need to be with chai, vera, liyo and yen at brews. I need to talk to God through the moon. I need to breathe. I need to see av. I need to pray. I need to eat. hehe. Randy's play is today, so is liyo's. I'm supposed to watch randy but no one's with me and being in my studio corner made me think about last night. Is there anything left to salvage between us? Everything's overshadowed by arguments, by name callings, by bitter accusations, and unsaid significant words. I'm broken.
Cheers.
