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TOday is Matt's birthday. I don't know why I'm taking it so hard. Happy birthday, Matt? -
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Kurt Vonnegut died today. What a shitty day. -
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. -Ernest Hemingway
Last night I tossed around, bare and wrapped in long sheets, thinking of all the ways I wanted to kiss you. All the places I wanted to kiss you. I wanted you to be there with me, so badly, bare and twisted up with me... moving your calloused hands across my soft hip bones, pushing my shirt up my side. I wanted to burrow my head into the bends ( Read more... ) -
let's make this last forever
Seriously, after being home for only 5 hours, I feel completely refreshed, relaxed, excited, happy, and just... perfect. -
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Talked to James tonight for the first time in months. I really miss being friends/close friends with him, sometimes, when I actually think about it. It's hard to explain. I guess it's just that deep conversation with him gets me feeling high. Anyway, it was nice, and I feel good now. -
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I'm moving to Canada. Not really. But I wish I could.
Pete is playing Operation. A phone is ringing somewhere.
Kiss me. -
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Also, I got a package from Bdaze today containing my cell phone charger, a postcard from Montreal, an action figure key chain, a button, and a PEE CUP from the hospital.
It's either love or hate. I can't decide which one yet. -
I make what I can't say, quiet and loud. I control the world by making another.
"Do you ever think how often, when thinking about other people, you just fill in the gaps? We make up what we want people to be. I think that’s really how you know you love someone: you don’t have to fill in any gaps ( Read more... ) -
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PS. I LOVE Alan Moore. I am now a huge huge huge huge fan.
"Not even in the face of Armageddon. Never compromise."