Money Can't Buy Happiness

I don’t know, but I love it!

do you have the right meds? My meds got switched up one time, it felt great.

You, uh, okay.. ?

So, this is what a mental hospital is like.

Yep. Welcome.

I don’t know what everyone is talking about, these drugs are great… best I’ve felt in forever.

Yeah, depends on what they give you.

"Come on, let me in!"

Is this that person the only one you’ve bedded? 

Are you asking if I've slept with only one person? Because I've slept with lots of people. Some I'm not so happy about.

Why do you say that? From what I have learned, there is a great deal of unnecessary contact. 

Nah, it feels amazing. 

I am aware many, while in school, seek it out, however I was more interested in…other matters, so no, I haven’t. 

That's crazy, you're missing out.

Why did he leave? I will have to believe you concerning sex as the closest I have come to it and the rumored orgasm was a textbook in high school biology. 

I really don't know. He's just.. gone. I'd rather not talk about it. Anyway, you've never had sex?

"Hey, it’s alright. I’ll take this over an bitchy self anytime, though I’m sure that’s not true,” he smiled genuinely, “I’m Zac.”

Nice to meet you, Zac. Didn't realize such an attractive guy could be thrown in such a shitty place like this. What got you thrown here?

Is that the only activity you enjoy? 

That and dancing. But sex is better than dancing. Nothing is as good as a good orgasm. And ever since my boyfriend disappeared without saying a word, I've been sex deprived. 

It's fine. You have to be rude in this world. r else people will just walk all over you.

Good point, I guess. But that’s just the thing. I shouldn’t be ranting and complaining to you. You are more important than.. me being clumsy. You’ve been around? You are alright, though… right?

I'm okay.. now. I had a rough patch. No worries. 

Sorry…. I just feel a little overwhelmed. I didn’t mean to burden you with my issues… more important topic; how have you been? It feels like forever since I have seen you.

I've been around. I don't mind you telling me about it, even though it's your job to listen and not talk, but hey, who else are you supposed to vent to if not a patient? Your wall?

It’s a little intimidating, to be honest.

And why's that?

That is s-so true.

Yeah, it really is.