October 7, 2011

i miss my bong song

dear impressions run deep diary,

forgiving is hard and forgetting is harder. my mind will have to rot from my head before i quit remembering how happy i was being lied to and lying about it all everyday. it was all so wrong, but yet in so many ways- it all seemed okay, but still not right. it got me through some very rough times and created some very rough more, but it strengthened me for the days which were to come and the days in which i am now a whore. i regret getting as deeply involved as i did, but i am thankful i played dumb most of the time. whenever i could feel myself becoming weak- i'd break out the dumb card instead of dropping the dime. then i thought i could be clever and that is where i went wrong, not holding anything over his head for leverage was my mistake- but i didn't want anything he had anymore- i was tired of his same old song. i think honestly, the thing i miss most would be my bong.