I’m jealous of people who can still hang out with Josh without the weight of history crushing every interaction. I’m jealous of the uncomplicated smiles he gives other girls. Of the way he laughs without effort or distraction with them. I’m jealous of a time when I didn’t know how selfish he can be. A time when I still thought he was better than ( Read more... )

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And then he clutches my back-his fingers spread out like winter-stricken tree branches. Touch reawakens my spinal cord. I am brought back into the world through his tongue. Above me like a blind plough horse, the grotesque reemergence. He makes me good again with each kiss. His sweat is like holy water. I see myself becoming worthy through his eyes ( Read more... )

I show great loyalty to the hard things I've been through

If I needed you would you come to me?
Would you come to me for to ease my pain?
If you needed me I would come to you.
I would swim the seas for to ease your pain.

I'm HIV free.

But I got rejected from Reed.

I got rejected from Bard. Fuck my life.

Edit: I was so trashed that I have absolutely no recollection of writing this entry. Fuck my life twice.

all we do our whole lives is go from one little piece of Holy Ground to the next
-salinger

wtf

my dog ate my pot

Well, I'm almost certainly into Reed and Hampshire.

The Blow are amazing.

And I just drank beer and smoked resin with Hunter. And watched a movie about AIDS with an adorable child in it.