Yummy.

Fine so I have trust issues and abandonment issues. How do you think I survived all these years, being nice? Giving everyone the benefit of the doubt? Fuck them before they can fuck you. I learned that the hard way.

"You're a good dad." Fuck.

If you'd like to know how much I wanted to be with other people today, when my niece got home and I heard even just three people talking, I fucking ran up. I heard conversation. Please dear God I need it.

Ganja plus an attempt to read. We'll see how this goes.

Oh goodie, I'm down to six pills a night instead of nine.

I can't believe I've been betrayed by my favorite food.

Tum's shit.

All that bullshit and what takes him down? A bad burrito.

Had a dream that I was the little voice in Dexter Morgan's head. I was just giving him pep talks all the damn time. That's my boy. So proud. Go babe.