Last night was the first night I've spent in my bed for the last four or five nights in a row. I've had two nights of sober hookup and two inebriated sleepovers with three different boys in the past week, unless you count last night too (which I don't because nothing happened and because I got home at 4:15) in which case it's with four. Four ( Read more... )

So the new drink is Diet Rockstar, Parrot Bay and Vodka, and the new hookup is OC Dave. The strangest thing about hooking up with Dave is that he's exactly like Teen. His mouth, his mannerisms, his...it's weird. I like it, but at the same time it feels like I'm searching for whats already been lost.

I miss...everybody.

So I'm watching "Rules of Attraction," the passable movie version of one of my favorite books. Shannon Sossamyn (spelling questionable) is radiant; so exotically beautiful and just...augh! just so gorgeous. I aspire to her absolute sensuality and seductiveness ( Read more... )

Okay. So, I've been way excited about school and about all the people and all the fun and all the craziness.... and then today I actually sort of figured out my schedule ( Read more... )

UCLA orientation was amazing. Over the course of three days, I met more cool people and did more fun stuff than I think I've done in the last month and a half that I've been home ( Read more... )

I love the gymnasts I love the gymnasts I love the gymnasts I love the gymnasts I love the gymnasts ( Read more... )

I'm back to crying about Martin when I'm alone in bed trying to sleep at night ( Read more... )

Laura:

In a certain sense, I'm almost glad that we did not get to say a last goodbye to each other tonight, because that makes it more similar to all those times in the past in which we've had a casual goodbye that lasted a month or two till the next hello. If we'd gotten to see each other tonight, I wouldn't have known what to say or what to do or ( Read more... )

"Ah, soft that drowse I lay embraced in, pain forgot! If only Artemis the Pure would give me death as mild, and soon! No heart-ache more, no wearing out my lifetime with desire and sorrow, mindful of my lord, good man in all ways that he was..."

Penelope waited twenty years, so from her I shall take my cues. How ever did she make the first seven ( Read more... )

In a song that Teen wrote about me, there exists the lyric, "worthless little one/ so hungry for love you don't know what you've done."

Right now, at this point in my life, I am hungry for love. I am not worthless, and I know what I've done, but I am still hungry for it. I am hungry for romantic love, of the same night-winged, rose-scented, ( Read more... )