More in a jiff
2007-11-16 - 4:59 a.m.
I want to write in the loveliest scripts...make this lack of sleep worthwhile, instead, I'm just wishing I were lying in her embrace.
She and I were lying together, but I just couldn't fall asleep, so now, I'm sitting under the window cat and coffee mug nearby. The coffee mug is, obviously, empty.
I'm also wishing I could grow my hair out to the point where I like it again...I have a style in mind, but I can't style it like that yet.
Until then, I'll keep gelling it so it looks bed head with taste. I hate how my weight fluctuates so much when I'm on my period.
I wish I had someone to talk to. I recently got in touch with a best friend from high school who admitted that she found me attractive back then, and I was surprised to find that.
She was always the pretty one. Not much for a social life, but now she's thrust herself into emotionless sex and the party scene, and probably happier than she was in high school. But in high school, we were all about the labels and finding our niches.
Now, we're trying to forget about the bull shit and try our hand at friendship again.
I just hope to God I'm not being tricked here.
We'll see what comes of it.
So these aren't the words I expected to litter the page, yet they do, and it seems as though I can't stop that.
I hope Krista won't kick me off her bed when she gets in here to get dressed.
Me.