i can't go back to where i used to be..

monday crush, and drinking and getting hit on way too much- eck. i dont want anything!

tuesday working and wanting to die, but getting asked by some woman if i wanted to model for her art class and make good money and get paid by the hour, for sitting... then sarasota and the schaus what i needed, new college is nice for weekends...and melody cafe aka twin peaks, and the beach so now i'm burned after an hour, then driving back, then home, then dinner from outback with anh and iga, and pretending to salvage what i can, awful photos, and breaking down out the door, and pretty much bawling about everything...

i need chicago, i need out of this place, i need out of my vices.

fuck it.

tomorrow bbq, and kristin hopefully after work, maybe dinner with the hooch.

xox