from Nicole's

I'm so fucking depressed right now. I've been at Nicole's for the past two nights, enjoying her company but mainly hiding from the world. I missed the fair today, by decision of not acting. I flipped a coin to decide if I should go home: heads I go, tails I stay. It was heads. Best two out of three, I decided. Heads again. I started packing up and Dirk pointed out that it was raining outside. Dirk's logic overrules coin.
I need to go somewhere where no-one's heard of school, or at least where no-one's attending school. Maybe a nursing home? But I bet there'll be college interns working there. I wish I could just crawk into a deep, dark hole somewhere and rot away. But I'd want food and drink so I don't die painfully. I'm just going to let my all of my muscles all atrophy and die of heart failure.

"Xs represent the best things in life: porn and liquor and angst."
- Nicole's friend, Abby