I don't know, the same lines from that Kelly Rowland song keep getting stuck in my head. They have been for years now, actually. And since I don't know all the words it doesn't help much, haha ( Read more... )

when did i become such a paranoid he-bitch? i come home from classes afraid to unlock my door. i dread leaving the room for any amount of time and i hate it when they leave together. my stomach is constantly in knots and i hardly have eaten in the weeks they've stayed here ( Read more... )

I know that since I'm the only one who's actually in college and attending classes right now it doesn't make much sense for them to get up at the same times as me, but it still seems to me sometimes like I might as well be alone for all the time I spend alone because they're both sleeping as if they have sixteen-hour job shifts or something ( Read more... )

he keeps humming in his weed- and jagerbomb-induced sleep behind me and i look over and he's beautiful, my little drunk motormouth junkie with the dusklashes and those whiskey-golden eyes...i'm trying to contain the need to prod him awake and undress him and stretch out against my rough sheets and whisper to him to cover me over again and sink into ( Read more... )

Last night was ( Read more... )

ROFL I'm about to flip a shit.
Things may happen tonight.
If they happen, well, I'll have to write about it tomorrow.

On the other hand!
Troy now has a tattoo, courtesy of me.

i was calm ( Read more... )

i beat slowly open, closed, open, closed, catching on accidental grooves inside the mouth and mind of the vessel; it makes a hushed hiss that reverberates quicker than my movements and makes the silence around me twice as loud ( Read more... )

I find it amusing that you always assume I'm upset when I'm not ( Read more... )

i don't want to sleep, everything in my body is rebelling against the idea of going to sleep as if i'm afraid of it and i think i might be ( Read more... )