the days go in and out like the alarm clock in my room...

…trial separation from the life i once knew

man, i never update anymore. i should start again.

i've been fighting off so many urges lately. i'm stuck here, right in the middle. "here i am…stuck in the middle with you."

there's a girl, two floors up, waiting for me to arrive, but she's pretending she's not waiting. that's the way it's been. we dance and drink and screw. then we don't call eachother. sin, repent, repeat. is this the way the mid-twenties are? don't get me wrong, i love swervin' to the berv, but damn, what happened to intimacy. shit my ninja. shit.

by the way, jen, jessica…i had a blast the other night, too. thanks for the cheers.