I am currently, certainly not for the first time, wishing that I could make Everything Better in the lives of people I care about.

In somewhat related news, being in love is awesome.

12-31-11: Hopefully this time next year will see me: married, sane, gainfully employed, and a taekwondo second dan.I am now all of those things ( Read more... )

There was this picture I got of you stirring your drink with a lazy hand, ice chiming softly and sending patterns of prismed sunlight across the table. I pulled a bank withdrawal receipt out of my pocket to write a poem about it, but you were gone by the time I looked up to ask for a pen.

Fuck being 17. Fuck bad grades and judgmental parents and boyfriends. How about we play hide-and-go-seek in a wooden park and search for agates in the gravel until our hands are numb and raw ( Read more... )

So there's this girl (shut up, Hunter). And there's something about her ( Read more... )

I've felt very masculine all week. This is a good thing.

"That table's full of gossipy girls, I'm coming over here."
"You should stay with your kind."
"My kind?"
"You're a girl, aren't you?"
"..."
"You really shouldn't have to think about that!"
"Androgyny owns your soul, biotch."
"You're weird."