Heart is sick...

Listening to Bowie in my room after lunch with Buddha and Noo at Lizards. I want to walk out to the lounge and punch Buddha in the face. He knows how I feel and yet he continues to make snide little remarks in front of my friends which make me look like an idiot. Fuck you champion of fuck all. You make me so irate and ashamed that I hope you move out and I never see you again. I'm taking my heart back and my pride. Fuck off!