Now Rotting In Philly
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you know i thought it was you up there who was rotting away w/ you and your immature , insecure mind but as the days drag on and i sit alone in my bedroom, eating vanilla peanut butter ice cream and suboxone, drowning in my self-loathing, i realize, i am rotting away in this poor sad city, i use to always say " Fuck Boston" in jest to you but oh how i was wrong, i'd much rather be there w/ you now than anywhere, i miss you. i miss you like a junkie like myself misses the spoon, but i miss you more. im hurting here caitlin, like you have no idea. i had such plans for us but those plans are just silly old notions now. So I'm sorry about your cousin but i was just scared (she didnt pick up for 2 days and I flipped but her cousin died). What hurts is you dont even have the heart to say goodbye. So goodbye, my boston creampie.
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