My mom just woke me up so I could help her set up the christmas tree she just found

I don't really know what to feel as my family flits around me, abuzz with excitement. I watch with detatchment, understanding their glee but not its magnitude. As my mom practically screams wiht exultation on the phone with her sister, I realize something ( Read more... )

If that fucking microsoft paperclip tries to give me life advice one more time I am going to format my hard drive, I swear.

well, shucks...

OH EM GEE I AM SOOOO GAY AND I WANT TO HAVE GAY LOVE CHILDREN WITH JEFFREY LOVITZ BECAUSE HE IS A HOT BIATCH WHO TASTES QUITE AUTUMNAL.

ALSO KERRY IS REALLY AWESOME.

AND HOT.

BUT NOT AS HOT AS JEFFREY BECAUSE HE IS AUTUMNAL. AND GAY. AND LIKES TO STICK HIS PENIS IN MY VIRGIN ASS.

I found a playground in my neighborhood. It’d been there for years, and I think I’d been there before, but I’d forgotten about it. It was nice; I’d always wanted a yard or a swing set, and I’ve never really had one. But now, at 10:45 on a Wednesday night, I had this playground all to myself ( Read more... )

For a few moments, I walked alone ( Read more... )

Sometimes, I’ll be sitting around, and something will send me back: a smell, a taste, a sight. I’ll be sitting there, and out of nowhere, there’ll be a dry plastic tube dangling from my chest, an all-too-real phantom of my past. It forks just past my ribs. The little plastic clamps sway on my stomach. As I shift uncomfortably, the scratchy plastic ( Read more... )

I don’t know, maybe I’m weird, but I like scars ( Read more... )

Want to hear a nice story about Valentine’s Day?

I was visiting my family in Boston, having a grand old time, if I remember correctly. Then, I got so damn sick I couldn’t move.

Two days later, they said I had seven days left.

I don’t really like Valentine’s Day.