hurt and my friends hurt

i don't like to see anyone hurt.  recently i heard fruma say " there is an insecure side of me that just cries ", i was texting KK and i could feel the same hurt that i get when i just want to be left alone.

i thought i wanted to write, but i guess i don't.  it's 10:00 ish and i am restless.  i am tired, but the booze drives me on.  wish i had a bottle of 20 year old jameson whiskey to stare at since i refuse to open it.  but the miller lite flows on and on (and i'm out so now it may be wine).

i'll drink another night away!

slainte!