  Shyin' away.. current music: [forgot the band] - take on me current mood: seething, stunned, meh I don't deal with silence very well. If we're driving in a car, and there's absolute silence.. no music.. no nothing, I spaz. I just can't do it.
I don't deal with friends hurting themselves and frying their brains very well either, or using such methods as "escapes. " I can't really say much against it, though, because I chopped my hands up pretty good myself, but I can't just sit back and watch it happen and not say anything. Even if it makes me something of a hypocrite. When they sit there and say "No its okay, I don't want help just more alchohol" I'm highly tempted to go ram my fist into their face.
Alcohol is a sad escape. If you want to go get drunk off your ass, heave your guts up every morning and really insist on turning yourself into a brainless, liquor-addicted zombie.. just dont fucking apologize, unless you really intend to change your ways.. apologies mean nothing if you just say them out of the blue. It makes me incredibly frustrated trying to turn someone away from that. But its your life. Its your health. And its your choice. It just drives me insane sitting back and watching it all. 
