Saturday, July 24, 2010

Frozen water.

...and it begins. The saga I tried to keep him and them away from.

How to make it stop?
You KNEW I was disappointed and you continued to do it. Actually, as I write this the only reason I am able to do so it because you stormed out of my house in a huff and puff to go get more. Bad, bad, bad, bad.

This isn't my fault. I mean, fuck, I'd follow you almost anywhere on this planet but I won't go down that road with you. I don't think I'm better than you, but fuck last night was a stupid decision and there are more people than yourself that are going to have to pay the price for your actions.

Guess what? When you were justifying it to me at 6:15am this morning, you really did sound like a drug addict. Not the kind that says "Oh, it was only one pill to many..." The kind that will make any excuse to justify their actions not only to everyone around them but them self too. You actually sounded like you were trying to convince yourself out loud that ice is an okay drug.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK.

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