green eggs and ham

by justine

my first smoke in two years was uneventful considering it was exactly the same as the last one. the whiskey didn’t help either. paranoia gushed forth. buckets and buckets of it. i ended up throwing up in front of oreo (who sniffed worriedly at my heels) and passing out almost fully-clothed on a sunday evening.

woke up and set up my wordpress around 2am.

hello, world. i’m back.