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Living in a bottle is hard but crawling out is that much harder. Time has passed me by and I can't get it back but I can make up for it. The last few weeks are a total blur of contradictions that broke the skin, time to let it go and let the wounds heal. I don't know where I'm going with this but I just heard my name in a song so it's all good ( Read more... )

If there is one word in the english language that I truly hate, wedding really is the most despised series of traditions that I have ever laid my eyes on. The ink was barely dry on the license that we signed and the checks weren't even cashed before Anna split and broke me in two. There's a new record for breaking it off post wedding and it's ( Read more... )

Anna's asleep and I'm awake. I'm not afraid but I'm anxious, a wedding is such a large step and such a monumental event. I know I'm ready but the adrenaline tells me I have to run around the city tonight and avoid doing something moronic ( Read more... )

It's funny how things that never bothered you before suddenly start to at the oddest of moments. Take this morning for example. I went over to Eliza's to watch the season finale from last night that I refused to watch until I was with her and it was needed. TV time is something we have always loved with a passion. Sitting all snuggled up on the ( Read more... )

Little over four weeks and counting. Things are getting finalized and plans are being completed. My nails are being bitten and chewed to the bone, my feet are constantly tapping and I couldn't be any happier. Looking at me from the outside I have to look like the most incredibly nervous guy alive but inside it feels so good to be getting married ( Read more... )

In the need to plan a wedding in a little over a month I have neglected people and things as of late and I want to remedy that now ( Read more... )

This entry was removed because I have issues with overreacting

Thank you.
N. Dushku.

I proposed, got an answer, Anna tells no lies, more at eleven.

I went out and did something different this morning. Something I hadn't done in months. I went surfing here in L.A. and it was the best thing for me. It has just been so long since I've gotten up at 4, waxed up the surfboard that Eliza bought me for my birthday last year, and I quietly snuck down to Long Beach for a couple hours. It was just so ( Read more... )