snort a no-doze?
i think its over. the fight of the whole thing. at least i like to think so.
kris has been on a coke-kick lately. i dont mind it. i like it, rather. im included and its not mine so theres definitely a limit. but i dont feel like im not getting any.
the thing is though...i dont really want it. i just wont say no when its offered. and after that first bump and/or line...thats where the want comes in. all night.
i dont really want to be skeeted but i need to do more.
it sucks. yet i love it? yet i dont stop? i just keep patting myself on the head for not being crazy with it. for knowing i dont have money for it and that i dont even need it...
miguel mentioned getting some sunday. ours. our own. to share of course...but idk. there are no cravings. no withdrawly, self-loathing. im pretty indifferent but i dont want to waste money on it. so, we'll see.
but i really feel im getting better. somewhat. in my heart. deep, deep down there.
im tired.