Today is my sixth day in this hellhole of a paradise ( Read more... )

Νικομηδες ( Read more... )

He said he'll miss me.

In his own way, but he still said it.

Aside from planning out the next ten years of my life, I have been up to relatively little ( Read more... )

I believe I have been improving my progression of late--I recognize the silliness of my desires, and have somewhat forced my ID into subjugation ( Read more... )

So far, I've been told I'm evil, clever, strong, smart, and cunning. I assume this means that my plan is working. Not that' it's really in any way diabolical--not surface-wise anyway. I'm only being nice. And wearing heels ( Read more... )

Come, you spirits ( Read more... )

I hate.

It hurt to avert my eyes, to not say anything when you came to say goodbye. Granted, you weren't saying anything final, not even unfriendly--for it was for a group of us--I was trying to see though if I could have a day without you ( Read more... )

Him. Buying me drinks. It's weird. It's confusing. It's unnatural. It's . . . nice ( Read more... )