...I'd like to come home now...?

Please?

Jason...?

If you're not going to make use of him... then I am.

*smiles slowly* And there's nothing that you can do about it. You won't even know until too late.

Go ahead. Try me.

God I hate being the 'new kid'...

Lookie what I found.

An angry little kitty.

I wonder who he'll eat?

Check the scrapbook, I'm too lazy to link it.

Damnit!

>_<

There's nothing worse than fantasizing about..., and then realizing that you're in the middle of your shift at work!

4 more hours...

I don't age! *panick attack*

Mischa does!

Gods have mercy...

don't leave me...

I am beginning to sympathize with smokers being harassed by random strangers on the street.

No less than four people today told me that I should smile because it was a beautiful day. If they don't even know me, why should they care if I smile randomly or not?

Ugh... bills.

Such a fucking pain.

House Payment
Utilities
Family
Groceries
Car

You're all wondering whho I could be to admit such a thing, what's wrong with me that I need someone to 'force' such a think, that I can't admit on my own. I know you do, I hear you laughing and chattering and gossiping. Sometimes you even talk about it to me.

Go ahead now, second looks and double-takes. You will not find what is hidden.

I hate it that you believe me when I tell you 'no', and that I want you to stop. You should know me well enough to know that you have to make me like it, but you don't. This will be our last date because when you kiss me, and I pull back and shake my head, you let me.

And you will never know why.