at 29 years old, i'm finally feeling comfortable in my own skin.
and just as i've changed my whole life, one of my best friends has a crack addiction.
i want to save her. but i can't. until she wants to be saved.
but she's almost ready.
i want her to come here so i can lock her in a room and play the part of johnny cash's mother-in-law and hold the shotgun while her crackhead boyfriend tries to come get her or her dealer finds her.
i feel completely helpless.
Music to my ears: Atmosphere - Satan Hates Beauty
Food for thought: still reading Genome...
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