onsdag den 23. februar 2011

Today

Today one of my friends walked up to me.
- Are you drunk? she asked.

-No? I answered. I laughed.
-I'm just high.. nah I'm joking.
She looked at me, laughed and replied.
- Oh my god, you're so drunk you think you're sober. I laughed. The tears were falling. I was happy.
-Are you all right? She tried to hug me. I avoided. I didn't want her to feel how much weigth I've lost.
- Yeah I'm just fine. I put up one of my best fake smiles. She smiled back and walked away.
Now it's dark. I'm drunk. I'm high. I need a cigaret. I'm fucked. I want to puke. I want all of these bad feelings to go away.

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