msjessica's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- slays me every time so, not thursday at the supermarket but last night at a bar. in the moment when i was most unexpectant, dancing to a bands first song, a hard hand on my shoulder turn around to see that familiar face. he asked for a hug. - there is not really much more to say. i can not go back there, although my thoughts have been centred around what that could be like all day. - some smart ass remark as i was leaving, when i'd said my ride was finishing their drink 'don't they have a program for bad drinkers?' - i don't know. i need a replacement desperately, because this one is getting old and even if opportunity did open up, to say yes would be to demean myself even further. 1:54 p.m. - 2012-02-25 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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