msjessica's Diaryland Diary

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i've got love in my tummy and a tiny little pain, and a 10 tonne catastrophe on a 60 pound chain

since he left on Monday, every time we talk he is stoned. his voice is slurred, his reactions slow, his memory blurry, his focus erratic and his temper illogical and quick.

a different person.

it is scary. i hope he pulls out of this.

i miss him. as in, miss being able to talk, properly, to him. miss his lucidity.

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the actuality of not being in the same place at the same time for months really hit me last night.

going on like this, these phone calls, this bubble that gets created around us

logic says to stop. but other things say... if something makes you smile like that, don't let it go. Or, life is too short to be logical all the time.

9:05 a.m. - 2013-02-09

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