poking lamb brains doesn't do shit.

my friend and i are breaking three very huge rules in rehab.
no friends.
no inner relationships.
no hangouts outside of rehab.

oops.

because of this we almost caused a kid to [not] overdose.

here is the reason.
if i wasn't [no] friends with sarah i would feel no need to protecter from her [no] inner relatioship[s] while we were [no] hanging outside of rehab.

this kid lied to us about having a girlfriend.

i knew he was lying.
she believed him.

i called him out on that shit.
she called him out on that shit.
i didn't believe him
she believed him.

ahh now here is where myspace comes in. [haha.]

she signs on to my myspace to [not] talk to his [not] girlfriend.
"his myspace says in a relationship."

he [does not] call my lovely, beautiful friend up
and [does not] say
"jessica just called.
and i'm sorry."

the next thing we know he is [not] breaking his sobriety.
[because of us.]