And they're talking about going line dancing tomorrow, and I can't bare to be so ... without ...

And so alone. And so sad. I read over Chad's old LJ from forever ago, and felt like he was going through what I'm going through now. I just saw Alicia and Jo hanging out together, and said hello, and couldn't even bring myself to say goodbye. I just walked away. Nick aka Indie came and gave me a cigarette, as he does... in one minute, out the next ( Read more... )

The ramshackle bicuspids junked with detritus edge backwise into my head ( Read more... )

I am so sick of this. It'll break my heart, but I have to do what I have to do.

I can't convince you. I spent my last long-term relationship trying to convince someone. This time around, I have more to prove. I won't leave you for a boy. I won't cheat on you. I do love you, fuck what Lee said. You drink and slur and speak, and my heart hits my feet. We spend too much time together. Trust me. Love me. I know, you do. I can feel ( Read more... )

Well, not quite a pizza finale. But the finale to that story of drama I last posted ( Read more... )

Of course. Because when isn't there pizza drama ( Read more... )

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Walkingjerking along slumped and akimbo, blues like wings made of steel strapped to my shoulders. No respite, but someone turns from the same page to make eyecontact in a white sheet of letters - and it's Etta James. And it's like two fisheyes meeting across a work yard at Treblinka, the world without colour not as a deficiency in the recording ( Read more... )

Every time I see Michael, I just want to cry, because he reminds me of how no one will ever love me ( Read more... )