Saturday, November 14, 2009

My Own Medicine

This hopefully will be my cure.
Don't worry, I won't have too many.
And, yes I know this isn't a healthy way to cope.
But, it is a delicious way.
Maybe I will stop crying.
Maybe I won't feel so empty inside.
Literally empty.
My head hurts.
My stomach hurts.
My freshly broken heart hurts the most of all.


  1. mmmmm, cosmo, mmmmmm.
    mourn away my friend, mourn away.

  2. I'm sorry Ad Rock. Will be thinking about you.

  3. Adrock where is you?

    Are you OKs?

    I've decided you're tooo hot to sacrifice for 2012- does that help any?