Just when I thought I was out...they pull me back in

[_morrissey_]

There's nothing quite like a decent rest

Comments

[thomyorke]

sigh.

[_morrissey_]

A sigh? Now you're speaking my language.

[thomyorke]

a sigh can encompass how my life has been during your absence, entirely. isn't that convenient, paddy? no need for the thirty word romance novel.

[_morrissey_]

I'm touched by your onomatopoeic masterpiece. It's good to know that you're sighing in my absence rather than in my presence, at any rate.

[dom_monaghan]

Hello, Love. I've missed you something fierce. I've no longer got the crazy husband, so maybe we can talk again now? Pretty please?

P.S. Welcome back.

[_morrissey_]

Ach, the lovely Dominic. You've given me much to think of on those long, lonely nights. It's been hard not to think of much else.

So utterly pleased to see that you've moved on from "The Fat Hobbit".

[dom_monaghan]

I'm horribly horribly flattered. I kept cleaning out my dead journals but kept you on as a silent plea to come back. Seems it's worked. How dirty were these late-night thoughts?

Decided I liked other hobbits better.

[_morrissey_]

Ah, smart boy to keep me around. My return was inevitable. Like the tides...and disappointment.

My my, who said that the thoughts were dirty? Perhaps you just know me too well.

So long as you are happy, and so long as this one is less apt to threaten me with bodily harm.

[jonnyleemiller]

Ah, Mr. Morrissey, consider it a public service to bring back the last of the famous international playboys into journaling land. Forgive the late night phone call. I was listening to Viva Hate and started missing your presence, you see. As others do, apparently. Now sit down and stay awhile, you moping bastard.

[j_law]

We commented at the same time. Now you die.

[jonnyleemiller]

But I'm on top. Therefore I beat you. So shouldn't you be the one dying? I THINK SO.

[_morrissey_]

Methinks that this isn't the first time you've been on top with Jude.

[j_law]

You're still the only person on my list in a sort of unflattering purple pink colour. This means you're obligated to write here as often as possible, even if they're obscene locked entries only for me.

[_morrissey_]

Pretty In Pink, indeed.

The locked entries were never an obligation, always a guilty pleasure.

[_morrissey_]

I shall do my best to fill your arms with verses and verses of absolute drivel designed to waste your time.

P.S. I loved them as well