I dreamed of Carter last night. He was standing in front of my bed naked. It was so hot but blissfully romantic. I haven't spoken to him in a long time. I wonder what he ate for breakfast...Sadly...not me.

Carter and I have been speaking. He knows who I am and he wants to have lunch. Should I risk my heart to a man with a past of heartbreaking ? I want to hold him and brush his hair like we're lovers while we listen to Talking Heads in the back of his la sabre. Oh Carter ..

I remember this one time many many years ago when I was like : HEY ARE YOU CARTER SPACE and he said no I'm his brother. I was crushed I thought I'd found him but later realized it had been Carter. Oh Carter. I sit here listening to your melody in my head. Your melody haunts my revery. The counteaurs of his slighty unshaven face tattooed into my ( Read more... )

3 cups of coffee
4 cigarettes
Cheap lunch
Good books
I find myself surrounded by
Clever, loud, hep, strangers
I read
Watch
Read
Watch
And light another cigarette
I'm pathetic for being here
They're pathetic for thinking it matters

Oh Carter, I wish I was in your arms.

Sometimes I don't know if I'll ever get over him. I love him. I know it may seem hokey and unrealistic but I really want him to be with me. I want us to be together forever. I sometimes think about what our children might be like. I am a Carterholic.

Today I fell off the wagon. I found my car driving to Dillards. I found my feet walking to the men's department, and I then found my face burying itself in a size medium brown leather jacket. I smelled the scent of young Mr. Space who just months before had held me in his arms and told me he loved me while I told him something good. As punishment I ( Read more... )

I awoke in an anxious sweat with Carter Space on my mind. I thought of the three girls I'd talked to several days ago that had had intercorse with Carter. He had told them they were beautiful and he loved them and then they rolled in his leopard print sheets. This wouldn't have bothered me, but after they'd done it, he'd whispered sweet nothings, ( Read more... )

Today I saw Carter. That's not true. Today I went to Carter's house and peeked in his window as he got out of bed that contained someone's panties and his silky leopard print sheets. I watched his lean, sexy body and remembered the time he let run my fingers through his slaterespue hair. Oh what an aphrodisiac THAT was. I shuddered and then went to ( Read more... )

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Today was good. I was driving around listening to Acid Bath and thinking about that time that Carter took an exagerated drag of his cigarrette and then I got confused and realized there's been no specific time he's done that, because he in fact always smokes that way. I though to myself I wonder how many times he watched Christian Slater in ( Read more... )