Thursday, September 27, 2007
some said that the lack of the shot had nothing to do with the bell jar
but they lied. so many lie. so many lie to me. and trust is everything in my life and my friends and my xbi partners should know that when my trust for them wavers either you should send an sos to the world or you should reassure me.
anna kournikova came over last night in a dream. she said all ur bases belong to us. she said do not want she said trust not want not
she said when you wake you will feel better than youve felt for two weeks. she said when you wake your arm will hurt you where the xbi shot you and your ass will hurt because im freaky
when i woke i did indeed feel better than ive felt in weeks that nauseous feeling was gone but maybe it was cuz i was waking alone and i hadnt eaten any drugs the night before and dranken or hated
however all signs pointed to the second hep shot which wasnt supposed to be related to the hate and anger and craziness but suddenly all was well
and member how i told you the other day, that each morning around noon i wake and go to my front door open it and take in the california sun etc? well this morning, i did the same thing, and i looked on my front porch and right in the middle of it where the dogs usually lay giant turds someone or something had laid dozens of hot delicious cookies and a carton of milk in a bucket of ice. and cups. with a nice note to me.
just like how the devil has disappeared from my bachelor pad.
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