2004-01-17 - 12:49 a.m.

Lindsey-

Rancid's "Tropical Jungle" is rattling on the stereo.

Unsurpisingly, I am reminded of you and the times we shared.

I was the best thing that ever happened to you. You were probably the worst thing for me.

I don't harp on you anymore. I've moved beyond what you did to me, my friends and yourself. Goddamn if your shit didn't make me stronger. You are the kind of person everyone should know only once in a lifetime.

You were the dark night of my soul.

I no longer dwell on you in waking hours, but some how your harpy talons still sink into my dreams.

It probably doesn't help you were the best lover I've known.

Of all the things I rember about you, it is your taste that haunts me. Even now, I wouldn't mind sticking my tongue between your lips and wiggling around.

You are probably out in the world, a changed woman. Or you are dead. I'm not sure I care.

I'm not in the buisness of savings souls anymore, find someone else to be your savior.

"If you lose me girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing i know for sure..."

Apathetically-

-Jesse