Here are the first telltale signs. It's an easy cop-out, and you know it; it's as painfully obvious as the blood stain on your pants. The easy admission is, my heart pangs, the kind of pangs that accompany surprising news or crippling nostalgia or a sadness so deep you could drown in it. And it crosses your mind for a moment, how stupid this is, ( Read more... )

Man, oh man, where do I start with this? Is it possible to love somebody you've never met? My track record seems to suggest so, but then my track record also seems to suggest that I'm incapable of love. Point being, my track record doesn't really say anything, especially when my track record suggests I'm into guys and you most definitely don't have ( Read more... )