biscuits and gravy

Mar 05, 2006 19:47

I would kill for anything southern right now. I just watched Elizabethtown and cried my eyes out. I'm so homesick. Dreadfully homesick. Yeah I know Jersey is home, technically, but still. I need a road trip. I need something. I've been trying to find an old friend from high school and it's been going terribly. I just feel like if I could talk to him everything would be better. He's the last person I've ever known, probably the only one, who I felt really knew me. I don't know why I feel like I'm always faking it. Faking everything. And if one person leaves the comment "join the club" I'll shoot them. Don't try me.

"That one kiss felt more personal then all the times I've had sex." That's a damn good true line.
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