Bye LiveJournal ( Read more... )

I'm by myself all the time, lost often, confused every second, and poor beyond belief. I've been taken advantage of God knows how many times, and been forced to make decisions at the drop of a dime that have been completely life altering. I've been degraded, humiliated, drugged, and terrified beyond belief. In short, I've been stripped bare and ( Read more... )

My first full day in Washington D.C. has been one of contrasts. Poor neighborhoods, rich neighborhoods (within a few blocks of each other). White people and Black people. Far and close. Confusing and straight forward. My day was mostly characterized, however, by my deeply conflicting and contrasting emotions. My feelings undulated from being unable ( Read more... )

I just talked to Elmo and he wants to hang out with me when I'm on the East Coast.
He's not as happy as you would think, with his high pitched, childlike voice and infectious laugh.
I think he's a conflicted, lonely, melancholy man. Unfulfilled.
Maybe he needs a friend. Maybe I should be his friend.
I hope he doesn't try and touch my butt.

A strand of blonde hair ( Read more... )

Head-nod
"Sup."
Hands slap
like brothas do.
Quick pat on the shoulder.
Whoa.
You ain't touched me
like thatbefore ( Read more... )

I think I will just slip away quietly. Two weeks and I'll be gone. Leaving the people I love the most will be hard, but I suppose it's not an ending. Those who have the desire to stay in my life will do so.

I will miss everyone else too, and I hope to never see any of them again.

Dear Christ, my Lord Savior ( Read more... )

I miss sleepingnotfucking with you. A soft dick against the back of my thigh. Erratic breathing. Annoying yet comforting facial hair scraping my neck. Hands as girly as mine loosely holding on to some part of me. Intertwined toes. Equal use of the blanket. Not hot. Not cold. Just right ( Read more... )

Dear Tucson ( Read more... )