Love, Hate, and Death.
I'm so glad for my friends. I'm so sad for my friends. I always flow into a new relationship naively assuming that we'll always know each other, and never do anything to ruin the friendship. I guess that's how it works. I really need to learn how to handle breaks without getting emotionally savaged. I can be so stony about most things, but the very thought of a friendship ending breaks my heart so completely, it's a wonder I've put it back together this many times... it will be sand soon enough.
I really only want friends who it would hurt me to hurt though... I love passionate meditation with a loved one... or a hated one. I despise heartless small talk with acquaintences.
I've learned that passion is a pendulum and it swings on a well greased hinge.
If I can't come up with something worse, I may have to kill a man. This is a fresh swing- I've never felt the need to murder someone before- our little Ryan is growing up.
I really only want friends who it would hurt me to hurt though... I love passionate meditation with a loved one... or a hated one. I despise heartless small talk with acquaintences.
I've learned that passion is a pendulum and it swings on a well greased hinge.
If I can't come up with something worse, I may have to kill a man. This is a fresh swing- I've never felt the need to murder someone before- our little Ryan is growing up.