dwunk

i'm tipsy. in my state i shouldn't be allowed to get near anything like this. and yet here i am. blogging. what do you know? tipsy and writing. it's a little dangerous considering the fact that i'm in an absolute state of oblivion. and i might write something here i'll regret in the next few hours. if i ever do remember doing this in the next few hours.

there were a few admissions in within the last few hours that made me realize that despite the haircut and the claim to want to move on i'm still rolling through the same cycle. no point trying to deny it since i'm here in my most absolute oblivion. i might even remember doing this entry after a few hours.

but a face comes up in my mind every now and then. and it's not the same face that used to haunt my memories. someone different. a boy too good he reminds me of ryan too much. maybe that's why. and he's committed. ain't that take the odds against me? i'm here again. someone reminding me of someone else. makes me wonder if i'm liking someone new or hanging on to the old memory.

i don't want to continue writing anymore. i'll only end up writing things that i'll read later on and wonder about how i got to write these things.

bottomline is. i'm not drunk yet. but i'm getting there.