I feel like someone is stabbing me. My lower stomach is all swollen and it's hard to walk because it hurts so bad. Fuck this. IfI feel like this tomorrow morning, there is NO WAY on God's green earth that I am going to school. No fucking way.
Let me sleep, for when I sleep I dream that you are here. You're mine. And all my fears are left behind. I float on air, the nightengale sings gentle lullabies. So let me close my eyes and sleep, perchance to dream
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Joe is amazing. I want to cry sometimes because he's so good to me. He had Kyle drive him over my house after work to drop of early birthday presents: Identity and Spun. Both topping my list of movies I wanted to own. And I didn't even tell him. What a wonderful boy I've got. And I'm never letting him go
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