Dearest Blog,
I neglect you on purpose... It makes me feel powerful. I miss nicotine but I know my life is better without it...DOTS and wine are currently filling its void.
I've become extremely lovesick. I've turned to into a young girl, developing crushes on major motion picture stars and internet sensations. I've never liked Peter Gabriel but I find myself listening to him lately. His voice sounds like happiness. His mouth makes love to my ears...vocally, no tongue or anything.
I'm trying to articulate how sick it is.
I've deleted some numbers out of my phone so that I don't make an ass out of myself. I'm hoping that in the future I can have a relationship with someone without us later recalling the angry, drunk phone calls I've just prevented myself from making.
I think Eartha Kitt said it best...
