Jan 04, 2007 03:46
I'm still alive. Things are going pretty well... I'm working, not going to school right now, I kinda feel like I'm slacking. Me and Justin are fabulous... he's great, I'm great, we are in fact great.
Gavin gets out on the fifth...today is the fourth.... I'm concerned and excited at the same time. On one hand I want to see him, on the other I question the whole thing. I don't know how good hanging out with him will be for me, my sanity, and justin. I do wish to see the kid, though. I mean, actually I don't even know. I do know that when I take acid I just think of him. You know how it cuts through your mind and you see the world and your problems for what they are? I see Gavin. It's weird.
I've been painting...that's fabulous...I painted while I was tripping recently, and I swear I had an emotional orgasm...I even painted Justin! He really didn't want me to, but I yelled at him that he was "my mate" and if he wanted to be my mate then this was necessary... and I stand by that. How can I love a man who hates the feeling of paint on his flesh? THATS THE BEST FEELING IN THE WORLD...oh wet paint...it's just amazing...like wet mud...I dunno...maybe I'm crazy.
my muscles have been hurting lately, and I don't have anyone to give me a badass massage...how sad.