Pill(ow) talk

Pill talk:  I don't need fancy words but when will I find a guy that's excited enough to talk about me to shout my name to the tops of the status mountains. 

I don't need to get laid. In fact, getting laid would probably make me more depressed. If that
makes me a chicken...albeit I'm a chicken.

I can do it. I can go for days. I won't give in. I won't give in.

I will not let myself be used again. A slap on the wrist if that's what it takes.

Vacation is coming at the perfect time.

So I'm in bed writing on my sleeping pill. There's been a lot of stuff I've wanted to write about recently but even though only like 3 people read this blog, I was afraid of the judgement I might receive.