I think Eric hates me now.

This isn't good, this isn't good, this isn't good at all...

He is my good friend, and I miss him terribly. But I think something I did offended him.

I'm sorry...

And I know, you probably won't accept my apology. If you're sorry, why did you do it in the first place right?

In other news, that boy tried to get me to go home ( Read more... )

Have DESERTED ME!

It was almost two weeks ago me and Kyle were sipping my shitty red wine out of a STRAW in a WATER BOTTLE...laughing, drunk, and high, and happy...or so I believe. I was happy, at least. If not fucking horny too...

I miss him so. In my dreams he comes to my window...my door...to whisk me away to a dark street corner, a patch of woods ( Read more... )

Cause I usually write on Myspace...but I figure I should write on here more...since less peoples read it...
I have one thing to say:

Kyle is the coolest whore I know.

Yeah.

Because he is a nerd, he is shy, he plays the cello, yet he is still a SEXAHOLIC.

wow.

I'm so awed it brings tears to my eyes.

Febuary 10th.

If I had a website all about my life, that would be the url. I'm going to make a list, because it's a popular idea:

Good things:
1. Living ???
2. Cello???
3.Music
4.Love, if it exists, in pure human form.
5.Love for my cello.
6.Good friends
7.Good people
8.Books
9.Sushi (twice today! Imagine...)
10.Piatti caprices
11.Elgar!
12. Jackie du Pre
13. ( Read more... )

So.

I'm alive.

Yes.

That means still breathing.

Unfortuantly, somewhat.

I wish this could all end, this pain. This discomfort. This not knowing anything.

Not knowing what I need to know.

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Oh no! so sad, the Seahawks lost, even though I think a lot of the plays were called very unfairly. Can you believe I watched the superbowl through? I ate chips, cookies, and sandwhichs at Ethans. It was quite fun, with the yelling and booing and clapping. I've never really watched a whole football game before! I could do it if I was in good ( Read more... )

Good Evening to you,

I just finished watching an interesting french film called "The beat my heart skipped". It was quite fantastic. It made me realize no matter how crazy, violent, and horrible of a life you might live, music can still enhance any trace of soul you have left. It can fill all the empty spots in your heart, if you let it. This Piatti ( Read more... )

Why does shit always happen to me ( Read more... )