I looked down and said, "I can't, not right now ( Read more... )

Withered, warm and dry, flush with rot and the sickly sweet scent of flowers and oils. I've been lying here a long time, comfortable in my disintegration. I recall when I felt them draw my mind out, wet and slippery on a hook, mixed with mucus and blood. The relief was overwhelming, so content to smile, sigh, and slumber ( Read more... )

I remember everything, but do you? Nobody else here does, but we can remember, together ( Read more... )

I have a brain and the ability to think. I have emotions, too. They were always inferior to my thinking, to the intellect. I was in perfect control. Until ... I ... met... you ( Read more... )

I can at least take solace in the fact that I'm just a bad person ( Read more... )

You're such a tease.....

I'll get you, my pretty... but you can keep your little dog.

I made a slip today. It was just something in a random conversation I am sure you haven't thought twice about. It showed a little too much intent. And all I am doing right now is analyzing this along with our other encounters wishing you would have picked it up and ran with it. Or at least given a smirk or something I could run with. Being too much ( Read more... )

I drove down the 635 today. I still have your address, not that I've ever been there - but you gave it to me so many times. So trusting of you. I could easily be a person who wants to ruin you and your not-so-perfect perfect life. You give me your numbers and practically beg me to call... then are suprised when I do. You are so sweet and ( Read more... )

I had a dream about your mother on Tuesday night. Tonight, I realized that I've had at least one more, about your mother, whom I've never met. On December 6, 2002. I know this, because I keep notes about everything.

i am so happy to have found this community.

i've just realized that i am, actually, a stalker.

this really sucks.

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here we go: although i feel guilty for saying this, it's OK right? that's what this community is for? here goes ...

i love you.

"And all those lonely nights down by the river...you brought me bread and water..."

I'm sorry.