pudding

so apparently there is no love for me this evening. no love at all. joe went to the party after doing dinner with me, i said it was ok, that i wouldn't get pissed. but now i sit here all types of lonely but glad that everyone else is just fine. Common People. heard it in my car one rainy night that i don't care to explain to anyone, not even you. muckraking my brain and contemplating why i own 11 different kinds of mascara, and 2 school boxes full of eyshadow and a pile of make-up that i organized last night because i couldn't sleep . guessing game. and i want to scream for lack of trying. Law and Order marathon, that's what i got. and soul, without it you got nothing. but i have the pills and the pain and the questions that leave me begging for more. maybe that was a bit dramatic, only a little. this is a wild world and i know only enough to get my ass in trouble. it's a shame isn't it. no new years kiss. have 2 resolutions for 2006 I) stop being a mess
2) i refuse to admit to this one (i don't care
who says what about that)
break 'em all anyway