Today is a day of barest minimals, lowest lows, that unusual mixture of despair, anger and strange sex.

Now that I have your attention. Lets drink.

I wont asphyxiate my lungs with Everclear, not until i finish this book, not until she knows. However terrible, or ridden with misspellings or suffering from poor syntax it might turn out.

Love is a disease that infects every seam of your body and soul. Bite the flesh, pierce the skull, give me yours and i’ll give you mine.

We’re strung out on high hopes and high on good dope. Living, dying, and wasting away under this Arizona sun. Infect me darling.