I miss her tonight. It's weird. As insanely fucked up as the short run of...whatever the hell we were was, it was good. The best I've had in years, actually. Better than the one I loved, which freaks me out even more. Better then the boring girl who somehow lasted 4 months. Hell, in some ways, better than my last actual girlfriend ( Read more... )

Within the past week or so, I have been asked two seemingly deep, if not "unanswerable" questions that I was able to respond to without any hesitation whatsoever ( Read more... )

For a very long time I have stuck with a lyric by a band named Gameface and referred to myself as "the last of the good guys" and for the most part, this is true. I was raised by my mother to treat women with respect and compassion, never to lie to them or cheat them, and do everything in my power to make them happy. This was further reinforced ( Read more... )

"Honestly, I took the good with the bad when it came to your sister. She made mistakes and had retarded friends, but we all have and we all do. Sure, hers were a little more over the top than usual, but what you said in the first portion was pretty accurate. I'll miss the girl who used to toss her arm over me when I tried to get out of bed because ( Read more... )

Calmly peeling away what the world sees ( Read more... )

Every beat within my chest feels labored and weighted ( Read more... )

Things are already off to a rocky start with Tara (note: her name is Tara). I confide in my LJ because pretty much no one up here even knows about it, so I feel secure venting ( Read more... )

So here's what's going on in the life of Kevin Patrick Jones Esq. for those friends who still actually have and/or pay attention to Live Journal ( Read more... )

I make five word posts.

So ( Read more... )