I'll be gone for a few days.

My attorney and I are renting a car and going in search of the American Dream.

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There are few spontaneously generated feelings quite so... real, as just seeing something that reminds you of just how fucking lowbred dogshitty the world as a whole is ( Read more... )

There are places in my skull where I really shouldn't go.

I do anyway, of course.

This is my charming way of telling those of you questioning it that I do, in fact, still live.

And I brood.

God, how I brood of late.

xoxo,

Fuck you.

I'm still not dead.

Take that for what it's worth.

Gonna take some time for myself. By myself.

I won't be checking here, won't be checking email, won't be on AIM much, if at all.

I'll be back when I'm done. Days or weeks, I'm not sure.

See ya.

So, I survived blood clots in both lungs- at least one lung sporting a clot bad enough that my doctor later told me it should have killed me ( Read more... )

There are some facets of my life I just can't comprehend, can't understand how they've come to be ( Read more... )

I'm not ignoring you, journal.

I just don't know what to say.

I don't know much, truth be told.

I'll be back, though.

Eventually.

Two years ago today, a gorgeous young French girl and a battered, world-weary, non-gorgeous and less-young American boy became a couple after falling in love during a twenty day whirlwind ( Read more... )