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for well, i don't know.
*01.31.03* @ *9:03 a.m.*
maybe it's because i went to bed for 2 hours half drunk
and somehow woke up tipsier than i remember.
maybe it's because i quit smoking
and started wearing makeup
and i try to go to bed early now
for the sake of attention in that 8 a.m. speech class.
i'm trying not to drink so much for health reasons,
but i started starving myself instead.
and there are the strangest bruises
popping up everywhere.
maybe it's because
even though i'm totally alone here,
i never get lonely.
i guess i've found happiness in myself,
and i don't fall apart so gracefully anymore.
maybe it's because the stars only shine as bright as i let them
and because the walk signs smear
when i look at them with watered-down eyes,
but lately,
i haven't been able to write anything.
you can probably tell.