Met her again, she phoned me friday around midnight, so we spent the weekend together. How many one night stands can people have before they become lovers? I don't really understand what she's doin' to me, but for sure I like the feeling. And then I spent a night alone in my studio, strange feeling, couldn't sleep, every time I was falling into the abyss I woke up realizing she wasn't there; and for sure, I'm a little scared about that, she can kill me, I don't want to feel too much, but it's a little too late for that now. Everything's so empty without lying in her bed, smoking cigarettes, drinking wine, making love, listening to the Ramones... It should be better not feeling anything at all, but it's too late for that...