Devon &Epic Win.

Driving in the car while my friend’s neighbor steals from her. Why do we keep stopping? I keep wishing you’d just stop the car and sit in the backseat with me. But you keep making jokes I don’t understand. Please let me go back to sleep. It’s so warm and I can’t stay awake much longer.

I think we were walking from a football game. Or something. And a party in a restaurant with video games. We were with some other person I don’t recognize. You handed me a flask and I refused, but still I felt included. I don’t even really know you.

The answers I found in the dark didn’t help. We tried speaking but ended only in passing poetry through clumsy accidents. You tried so hard to impress me, I just couldn’t get it. You’d match me in an obvious sort of way, and it’s easy to see how much I’d adore you. You’re an odd character to come up, as it seems I don’t dream up people like you. It’s not in my nature.

Ah, it’s been a while, my loves.

I suppose my mind cannot keep me away too long. But I’ve addressed an issue with the system; a slight apathy I cannot condemn to death and barely can contain. I tried once before to stick with my own time, my own mind, but got carried away- only once before -with the idea of Another’s. I have not indulged in such a venture since, but I find the time coming in which my weakness might be measured by how many friends I cut from my wires. Such a failure will not be tolerated, but I wonder if it’s worth cutting myself off from it entirely.

I really can’t stop quoting Gerard today.

“I’m over-medicated!”

I had a Monster this morning, and it usually doesn’t make me as hyper as I am now…

But all I can think right now is “I’m over-medicated!”