( Last night, I had the strangest dream. )

~*~ I think mog.com has husked the corn. Which is sad, because I wanted to see if it actually shows that I have now listened to Coming Undone eleventyone times in a row. =\

~*~ That wasn't drunken Mischief running around smoochin on you and slurring about how "I love you, man." I was only slightly lit up and feeling that honesty was not, in ( Read more... )

What would a Monday morning be without a little wank, a little twixation, and a whole lot of obscurity?

To sum it up, it was a weird fucking weekend.

You should probably leave it at that, but if you wish to continue, don't say I didn't give fair warning.

( It started out normal enough... )

You and me, what does that mean?
Always, what does that mean?
Forever, what does that mean?What does it mean, to tell you that I will always be here, always be your friend ( Read more... )

( Sweetly Tipsy By The Half Light )

If it feels like you're fighting to hang on to something, lest it slip away and disappear into the ether, is it worth the struggle or should you resign yourself to the fact that all your efforts are futile and you're simply prolonging the inevitable ( Read more... )

~*~ Impossible to articulate how this feels, how it wriggles and twists, ebbs and flows in a constant state of unrest. Calmly crashing into endless analogies of times past, while summer skin burns in memories of street lights reflecting off rain dampened parking lots ( Read more... )

Thought you could get away, with the summersweet brushing your calves and a million stars dancing above the dogwoods, red white and blue exploding just beyond the moss-laden cypress ( Read more... )

Haven't I been here already, just a second from now? I believe that I have danced this tango once already, moments before the evening set on the horizon. I suspect that it's all just a myth, yet somehow I keep buying into their gimmicks and shiny advertisements, only to be disappointed in the end when the plastic wrapped toy isn't what they had ( Read more... )