Yes, well, it goes on...

The last couple nights have been cool. We've been getting some oxycontin and feeling alright.

Today is our anniversary. It was a year ago that I first kissed her. So much has happened since then. So much good and some bad. I love the hell out of her. Although we had a sorta awkward moment last night because she is so weird about me always wanting to be with her and only her and wanting me to constantly reassure her of this. We're still mighty fine. I really do love her and I just feel so bad that I've been fucking up so much lately, because I don't want to hurt her and I only really want the best for my darling.

Well, we're probably not going to have any good opiates for a little while. We did get some pot, so perhaps that might help us fend off the withdrawal I'm sure we will be experiencing within the next several days. Ugh, I found out yesterday that my financial situation is worse than I thought. Heh. Worse than I thought. Goddamn, these are going to be a trying next few weeks. I'm dying here, man... Fuckin' dying...