Apr 30, 2004 17:23
Things are falling into place nicely.
My mind is made up and the finances are in accordance.
I often feel really down about life.
What is the point of existing, being such a different person, in a world filled with nothing but the same?
Questioning [anything] is my deal.
So why the hell do I have to be attacked when I am drunk and flirting with a guy? I thought that was my scene.
You know, either, or. I always thought you'd be a great kisser. You have amazing lips.
Phhhss. Line.com.
Then, I really do not want to have to try this hard to kiss this other boy, but apparently, "I have leverage"? Oh, I have nothing to loose, just that small amount of pride and self-worthiness I have left.
Waves have been small this week, so I am sad.
Today they picked up a bit, as the swell pushed through yesterday and strong winds howled over-night. I watched Step Into Liquid and I was stoaked. Some cats were cruising on the wake of oil tankers! I need to surface on the Pro Longboarding tour in about three years. I need a man who can surf, and give me good loving.
Dreams.