my boyfriend...

Feb 19, 2004 14:20

Hours are not spent lamenting the time I’ve wasted trying to reconcile myself to the fact that the grievances are not going to stop just because I act in a dignified manner. Words flow like rain and are rich and condensed and elastic - there is tension and pull, and for once something creative is gobbling them greedily. I’m too used to writing in ( Read more... )

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bravespatula February 19 2004, 15:24:51 UTC
beautiful poetry..

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runnymascara February 19 2004, 15:25:53 UTC
minna did you write that?

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Re: swttemptation February 19 2004, 18:55:20 UTC
yea.. I never post anything important public though... so it was kinda a first...

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sweet_avenue_ February 19 2004, 17:57:15 UTC
hey, you're super lucky.

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Re: swttemptation February 19 2004, 18:55:47 UTC
believe me I know it!! Now more than ever =)

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marina... anonymous February 19 2004, 19:18:58 UTC
i love you

-aj

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AJ swttemptation February 19 2004, 19:23:09 UTC
ditto
- M -

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anonymous March 24 2004, 20:30:50 UTC
I'm not even sure if you'll ever read this, but it seemed like an opertune place to write to you. As much as I don't want to admit how sad I am about the current sittuation, I can't stop my heart from beating fast or my lungs from just not quite getting enough air. I hate this, and it shows.
Unfortunately my love for you wont let me justify some of your actions and behaviors. And when I asked you, pleaded with you to stop, you ignored me. I asked you one thing, one fucking thing, and nothing.
Not only didn't you fucking listen but you egg this fucking kid on. Jesus, at least with Dylan its seems like you set up some sort of boundries where this doesn't become a fucking issue. If your so-called "love" for me was so fucking whatever, I'm pretty sure this kid would get a hint no matter how "devoted" he is. But he doesn't. And you don't, set up boundries that is, so I'm left with a fucking promise.

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