Nov 04, 2008 08:38
Am exhausted.
I don't know that I've seen the inside of The Penthouse during daylight hours for weeks now.
I don't want to think about Jason, and thinking about Roger makes me hurt. He didn't even say hello in front of all of his friends.
I was Draco's secret, and now I'm Roger's, too?
[wet, tear droplets]
At least I have my work. I love my work, I do. It's very useful for not thinking about things I've no idea what to do with.
I just want to be held.
Paris and Cannes tomorrow.