I saw the guy again at the Methadone clinic, and he won't even look at me. I guess I'll have to admire from afar. I totally understand why he doesn't like me. I'm fugly, I wear the same clothes every day, my hair is greasy all the time. He comes in with a girl every day . The say they are not together, but I can tell he likes her. The girl he likes is much thiner than me, and she obviously knows him from their using days. Which in its self creates a special bond.
Oh, well I have Kurt Cobain and Robert Pattinson to admire from afar. I don't need nor want a man in my life right now, when I can't even decide if I want to live for the rest of the year. At least I have my friend Meghan.