make it with me

Forget everything you thought you knew about me.

This is the new-old-new me. This is the me that made a new years resolution to drink MORE! The me that was the life of the party, the me that dances her ass off with reckless abandon.

This is the me I knew a few months ago, and a few months ago before that.

This is me on drugs.

Apparently my system is still adapted to taking the lexapro. Maybe I didn't quit for long enough. I feel good again, oh it's fake happy you can bet your ass it's not real, but it's nice to feel not so sad all the time again. It gives me this giddy, nervous energy. Today I was dancing around all crazy like, pulling up my skirt shake-shake-shaking it around. I was in a good mood. I felt pretty. The side effects have returned as well. Not the upset stomache side effect but the sexual side effects. I can't really complain, I guess. It could be worse. I have the exact opposite side effects of most people that take anti-depressants/anti-anxiety medicine. Instead of lacking in the libido area mine gets super amped. Everything is sexual to me. I can't stop looking at myself (side effect - vanity/narcissim). Listening to certain songs today totally excited me. I have wild lucid fantasies and dreams that come at all the wrong times. At work, it's not really an appropriate time, but what can I do? It's the craziest shit.

In other news, I got a library card. Lived here for eons and just now found where the library was. I'm retarded. I also like to buy books, so I'm not sure how much use this library card is going to get.