I got this huge green box today when I went to check my mail at school.
I sat at the bus stop and slit the wrapping on the sides and pried the top off the box, and I swear the biggest smile I've smiled since Sam broke up with me broke out on my face.

It seems like Lyle is trying to give me the pieces of my childhood that I didn't get to have, one ( Read more... )

Last night my Chrysalis snapped open. For the space of an hour, perhaps two, perhaps ten- I was curled into myself, claws formed into my pillow where I gripped it as though floundering on a boogie board in the ocean. I sobbed first without sound, then with strange keening noises that didn't come from my throat- that is to say, there were no ( Read more... )

....I'm coming to a surprisingly painful realization.
I really fucked up, or time just took its toll. I don't know what the case is but Lyle really, honestly is beyond giving a shit whether or not I exist at all. It's past being angry at me, being hurt, even wanting revenge or another chance at being my friend.
When he said he's developed an immunity ( Read more... )

it fits him better than anything i ever gave him. I like it.

....You deleted me already?

wow.

It surprises me a little that that stings.

Ergh, depression.
Well no.
Not exactly depression:
separation anxiety, intensified by tenfold and two score, multiplied by irritation, confusion, slight sadness and anguish due to miscommunications between friends, not to mention a bit of guilt also related to said miscommunication...
Add to that the bitchy way my sister's been acting and the constant ( Read more... )

This must be what  was missing.
You. In my arms.

.....don't go away again.
don't let go.

how abnormal this is.

Because it often helps express what I'm thinking better, let's present it in panels, ladies and gentlemen:

• The Case at Hand
• Viewpoint A (the Illogical) This viewpoint really is illogical. Keep that in mind. It is entirely unfounded (there's no real reason I should think the things mentioned in it), and simply my mind's reaction ( Read more... )

Note: This entry is spread over two posts. This is the happier one- Part One.

This night-morning I finally stepped across the threshold into the underground world.
Yep.
That's right.
I got my fag feet.
Got my wings.
(I went to a gay club, gawd.)
 Shelique took me to her friends' house- they're all gay, all superqueens and they live in this huge beautiful ( Read more... )

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