and she cried (inside.)
(written on Monday, Feb. 09, 2004)

This morning she woke me up at nine am to go shopping for presents for holidays i'll never celebrate, and tradations I'll never understand.

drill bits

sexy nightie

candy

a game.

these are things who's workings I will never understand. These are gifts I will never need to give.

As the day wore on, i found myself being falsely chipper. I found myself smoking twice as many ciggarettes as i normally do, And I found myself talking softly under my breath at all the mentions of "love" and "happiness" and "marrige" and "forever."

I dont even know if i'm going to eat tomorrow.

I dont even know if I'm going to live past next week.

these are just asumptions I make every morning.

Yes, I will eat today.

No, I will not die tomorrow.

I am not entirely sure how long forever is.

Everything we do is for the future. I am getting a job today, so i will have money tomorrow. I am not eating today, so I will be thin tomorrow. I am buying this today so i can wear it tomorrow. I am saving up today so that i can go to college tomorrow. I am going to college tomorrow so that i can make money later, I am making money later so i can have a family someday. I am having a family someday so that I can be happy and "normal" and teach my children the same values society has tought me.

I dont understand why I'm fighting so hard to be happy tomorrow... when I'm not sure i'm happy today.