End of Summer, End of Crap

[inthedeltawaves]

I've found my way back here because of an old friend who always has the right things to say. The funny thing is, I don't even know where to start because I've been bottling things up for so long that I feel like I could explode into a mess of flesh and Type O Positive all over the tacky wayne's coating of my parents' basement. I guess I'll start

Comments

[allthingsgreen]

This is one of the most interesting posts I've read in a long time (and I didn't skim.)

I have trouble talking also.

And you are doing the right thing.

[iwant2tasteyou]

At this point I'm just talking and letting the words flow as they come because I'm so sick of them staying, battering me from the inside, and giving me headaches.
i know this feeling- otherwise, the words become all consuming.

i think this is a beautiful post. i hope you write more and i hope i get to read it.

[indiepop]

*wink*

[carnivore123]

I'm sorry about Sarah, pal. I also did not skim, nor do I ever when you write (and not just because it happens infrequently, but because I genuinely care about what you think and say).

I don't tell you this enough [ever], but I truly admire you, Bryan, for all that you are, all that you were, and all you will become.

Let's get that drink some night soon. I'll come to Lansing.