October 10th, 2002

(no subject)

"so" he asked "is this the part where we fuck each other up beyond all recognition?"
"Pretty much" she replied"


The way I feel right now can be somed up in five words:
I
want
a
FUCKING
cigarette.
I haven't had one since I left work yesterday.
At lunch I had a choice, have a smoke, kill someone or get some nicotine gum. I went with the gum, the university frowns upon staff who kill students. While the gum is helpful it is a poor substitute. I fear tomorrow, the second day of not doing something has always been hellish for me.
I hope I can do this but I don't know if I'm that strong.

"Do you want to play?"