all of it chronic.
more for the hydro.
and not in the way I'm used to thinkin of it, but in the way most people think of it.
red haired, stinky, sticky, smooth tasting and smooth breathing.
I'm gonna crumple up in a ball and die tonight, I think.
Because I got hit in the face and I might have permanently screwed up someone's balls.
can't stop these hot lil flows coming from the corners of my eyes.
but I saw the movie again... part of it anyway.
didn't see gasworks yet, but I saw the freemont troll.
And frank is gone again
and there's no one I can talk to tonight anyway
even if they were here.
I couldn't talk.
Rhett just messaged me.
and I'm sorry rhett.
I just can't answer you right now.
I'll respond to the mail from andres.
and then I'll go.
because for some reason, andres is a lil puzzle that i'm going to have to pull apart.
and I won't sleep tonight.
because I didn't sleep last night.
and I'm discontent, hurting. upset, too much sadness in my head.
all of a sudden.