update

May 25, 2006 23:21

so. the worst is over. hes sending emails. desperation. im letting him talk to himself. want him to suffer now. its deserved. so this shall be how it ends. fin. fin.

& fin.

the boy has been around. & doing his best. reliably. gently. tish, quite giggly, has taken a liking. thinks its my match. yet late in the night when sleep fails me, i envision matching them. small, gutteral chuckles emerging from the place deep within. unlikely couples, so charming. meanwhile... here im looking for answers for myself still. where to from here. what to aim for. searching for the bullseye, elusive, hovering. whats life going to be for me? whats the theme from here?

and, to close, a
pop culture ref --
spazzy
gray-haired
taylor hicks
= new american idol.

i was told its an omen: theres hope yet.



clouds over sahara. stolen from le monde-france.

men, images, feeling calm, me, fab, the boy, life

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