Friends Only.

I am closing up this journal.

You know how to find me.

I warned him that I was going to cut it all off in the night while he slept.

Nevermind that Miya gave me that marvelous idea of getting him rip-roaring drunk and then shaving him and chopping off his hair while he lay in a drooling, unconscious mess on the floor.

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Mornings have become somewhat dangerous times of day, I have decided.

I made one of these ... formspring things. i doubt anyone will be curious enough to use it, but it is there just the same.

http://www.formspring.me/secretwings

cigars are so much nicer than cigarettes.

my hands and mouth linger with their scent and taste for ages after i finish one. like ghosts, wisps of dead smoke follow me.