| Current mood: |  artistic |
| Current music: | Primus "Coattails of a Dead Man" |
Chemicals between us.
Morning brings a chill with it now, so that when I wake up I have this conflicting thought train. Part of me is blissful with joy of having to bundle up and duck my head down against the bite of the cold (I really do love being cold, that wasn't sarcasm) and the other part of me is lonely, wishing the blanket was only have of what is keping me warm. I so long to spend another night sleeping Joe's arms. It's strange to think that I care for him so fucking much and it's not even been all that long since I've known him. But there's just something about him that makes me so happy. Which is so weird, because by definition of his attitude and personality, I should loathe and despise him. In general, I don't get along with pot heads, or guys who actually enjoy beating the shit out of their best friends, or who play video games more often then they sleep or go outside. But I just... God, what is it?
I wonder sometimes if everything that is changing inside of me is for the better. It's almost painful, this shifting.
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