so my show ended really well, and I want to thank all the people who came to see it. You guys were so sweet, and as a result I got more flowers over the past two and a half weeks then I've gotten my whole life. I was a little hurt that one of my guests left after two and a half scenes because of "questionable language", but oh well. Considering the circumstances I wasn't surprised.
God willing, I will be in Toronto overnight next Monday into Tuesday with my ever fabulous companion
fossestyle323. I NEEEEEEEEEEEED to see "Wicked"! I NEEEEEEEEEEEEED to go shopping! I NEEEEEEEEEEEEED to go into a club where I see something other than drunk frat boys or stupid poser goth whores! I NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED to get away from this fucking city even if it's just overnight. Originally Tommie had suggested that we take our whole ten day break and spend it in Vegas. As appealing as that would have been, I imagine that I probably would have gotten arrested or ended up on the cover of the following week's issue of "Star" magazine.
I really really love my friends. Especially when they let me cry on the phone for almost three hours. I'm sorry I'm still such a mess.
Happy Birthday Tommie Darling Light of my Life. You are one of the best people I've ever had the privilage to meet, and because of you I actually believe that I'm a better person. I love you<3
has anyone ever said anything to you that made you ecstatic beyond belief and made you scared to death and kinda hurt your feelings all at the same time? Tommie told me several weeks ago that by this coming December I had to be in NYC with him or I had to be in the process of getting there, otherwise he is going to give up on me in a year from now. I want desperately to be there. I would die to go to grad school there. I just want to be away from here. This city wants you to be dead. I'm tired of this place and the people in it making me feel like it's not okay to be me, or that my aspirations in life are invalid or stupid. Fuck you all. I'm going to be amazing and do great things, and even if I don't I at least was strong enough to give it my very best effort. Which is a lot more than I can say about the negative people in my life. Not only are they criticizing me, but they are happily trapped in a useless little existance, grasping at pipe dreams with no aspirations, and no objectives, and absolutely nowhere to go with their stupid empty little lives. I'm sorry if I sound bitter. I'm just sick of people who are so insecure and useless that they have to tell me that I'm the one who's fucked up.
off to steal the birthday boy. Cheers!