04-13-04

addictive like crack… only less fun

sitting in the cafe at the bookstore on stanwix i had a sudden itch. It was much like the itch one gets when getting unaddicted to cigarettes, only…different. I wanted to call devil boy, return his phone call. No. nonono. I couldn’t explain why i wanted to call him, there is nothing i actually can stand about him let alone like. Then i figured it out. I was addicted to the situation. I am addicted to masochistic relationships. Why? I couldn’t tell you.

will write more later…in class now. stop back tonight…:)