I'm all kinds of fucking worked up now.

February is off to much more of a flying start than January was, to say the least, between road trips with Fiorenza, seeing a lot of sweet (but disappointing) women's basketball, meeting new people, stealing things, and talking to Vivien again. I've been on my medication for one month as of yesterday and so far... I'm not sure if I can tell a ( Read more... )

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If Vivien wanted to avoid me, she would not have accepted my friend request. So I'd have to guess that she is curious about either what I'm up to or what I want with her. I messaged her asking how she was and such, she answered, I wrote back... it would be nice if we could be friends. Which sort of segues me into my next point - why does Sarah ( Read more... )

I don't even want to write anymore. I opened up this box to maybe see if I could get something started, anything. I'm watching Family Guy in the den and Sophie was in my dream last night (maybe because we were talking earlier that evening?) and whenever that happens I always feel so... strange. Only with her. I do sort of have a secret huge ( Read more... )

She left me
a note. Slipped in-between the creases
of my sleeping laptop, written in blood
red ink.
Of course.

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