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Time for a change
I've finally decided to abandon this journal. It's served me well for the past three and a half years- but that's the point. It's been three and a half years since I got this journal. It doesn't embody who I am anymore. And so, I will move.
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I'm banning my mind from porn
I was watching a porno not too long ago (congratulations, you've uncovered my dark secret- I watch porn in the afternoons. I wouldn't have to if my mother would stop randomly checking in on me in the middle of the night, but I digress.), in which a man was being fucked by another man (congratulations on uncovering dark secret number two- I watch ( Read more... ) -
Same old song and dance
Well, here I am. 2.30am, and I can't get myself to fall asleep because my mind is buzzing with thoughts spawned by the meanderings of a person who had no idea what they were giving me ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: Long Nights, Short Poems
Snow on the horizon,
cliched shades of purest white;
freezing winter air.
In true Bostonian style, I'm treating "on the" as a single syllable. We trip over the two words so quickly, neither can be considered a single syllable by themselves; they barely form a syllable in tandem to be perfectly honest.
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Promiscuity
It feels as if I have liked, and therefore been attracted to, far too many men in my time. And I know, I've been attracted to far fewer than the vast majority of gay teenagers- and even though I am far more reserved than most of the vivacious, stereotypical men, I feel that I have to mention the fact that I've also been attracted to far less men ( Read more... ) -
Myspace sucks
Myspace will no longer allow this to expand the bulletin space, and so I post it here for the lulz ( Read more... ) -
Geographical inconsistencies
I hope I don't get too ranty with this; I have a bad habit of doing that when I talk about my writing ( Read more... ) -
Grrrr...
I hate going to take a shower, only to find feline diarrhea coating the entire fucking bathtub.
I hate searching for food in the middle of the night and finding only sugary crap, guaranteed to rot my teeth and contribute to my eventual morbid obesity- which means that by extension, I hate most American shopping centers, but that's another ( Read more... )