little things keep popping in my head.. all the things i've i hidden from myself

this time it was the morning after the late night with the strawberry milkshake. the cherry on the bottom. in the beginning, before he disappeared [the first time].

everytime it feels like i've been shot in the heart [or the solar plexus, not that i ever knew that term before]

b;ah. too much talking tonight. ha, i talk to one person for a couple hours and that is too much. isolation is hot. haha, but really. thank you, dan. thank you a lot.

time for another nap. a long one, this time.