There will be no point in talking to me if you do not like The Beatles.

I will be locked in a room alone with Help!

I was reading about your lives but then I heard Jurrasic Park in the living room.

The Spider turned him round about and went into his den
For well he knew the silly Fly would soon come back again:
So he wove a subtle web in a little corner sly
And set his table ready to dine upon the Fly.

-Mary Howitt
Spider and the Fly

Falling in love is never what it's supposed to be. It's not beautiful, or magical, furry, or shiny. Love is gritty and dark and real ( Read more... )

Ho-lee shit ( Read more... )

My car is totalled.
My heart is totalled.

I don't have enough insurance to cover both.

I watch you stop by for thirty seconds ( Read more... )

I want to go where there are a million stars above me and only one grocery store fifty miles west of me ( Read more... )

So. What's going on?

-Over it (Or as much so as I pretend it to be)

-In a new place (Within the confines of familiarity)

-Living with a new boy (Who has always secretly been my guy for almost year)

-Without it (And needing it so badly)

-Gaining it (Without really wanting it)

-Changing (But still the cold heartless bitch I need to be)

Fin.