January 2009
18 posts
Too much on my mind.
I’m about to let you all down.
Cleanse tomorrow.
I can’t keep eating this way.
Re:Sep 5, 2008 11:10 PM
Today I came across a message in my saved mail on Myspace; short, but it made me cry. Your friendship meant the world to me and I fucked that up, not you. Only now am I realizing how much I sacrificed over that year and a half. I was too heavily influenced by my own unwavering loyalty that I let my real foundation slip. Seems I have a few more apologies to make for this than I knew.
Anyway, we...
My nigga, my best friend.
I will never reach this comfort level with anyone else, or laugh quite this hard. I took it all for granted and now I can only be grateful that I finally came to my senses. It’s taken me so long to open up to you; I’m sorry. Our friendship was never truly mutual and I’m at fault. You were around through all the worst times in my life, when I felt like I had to hide out from...
It’s been so long since I’ve had anything to say here. I guess I only write when I’m feeling down, so this is a welcome change. I do love English Comp though, secretly.
Yesterday was too damn long, today went by too fast. I’m so glad I have tomorrow before having to head out to school again.
The next time you’re in town, bayba, we’re driving to lollicup.
Good Weekend.
Girlfriend, party, apple pie, onion rings, and coming out to my dad.
Today was a let down,
yet somehow I’m still feelin’ good at 2:08am.
My heart isn’t in my chest anymore, you guys. It fluttered for a week or so inside my throat, then flew to Tallahassee where I guess I’m meant to be. Maybe we can trade.
Class tomorrow, then back to the basics.
I am a soft and untamed thing.
Class today for the first time in a year and a half. I’m so content on my own, getting this shit over and done with. I have no interest in anyone around me; it’s become such a game. Sit back shady and observe. Loner, forever, I guess.
But you’ve got me scared shitless, love. You’re a welcome change.
“I will cover you with love when next I see you, with caresses, with ecstasy.
I...”
– Gustave Flaubert to Louise Colet