What can I say?

I find their romance having no more passion than our own.

Imagining the scent of your breath; the touch of your skin... sends me into near convulsions.
Intoxication.

I could easily claim that it's not a good thing, but I like it far too much.

So let's give this whole "more writing" thing a try. It's kind of awkward to just pick something and write about it, mostly considering the topics I could possibly choose are most likely ones that the readers know all about. That's probably the main reason I stopped writing in here to begin with. I love to write for myself so much that, when it ( Read more... )

You don't even have to say it. I'm quite aware that I haven't updated for a few thousand years ( Read more... )

I think if it weren't for private entries, I would hardly ever use this site.

Sometimes it's kind of funny how quick people are to judge ( Read more... )

I really don't want to do this orientation thing tomorrow.

I really, really don't.

But maybe I'll be able to come back and post an entry about how great of an experience it was.

Hah...

XD Okay, so a guy just referred to his boyfriend as, "this gay guy I met ( Read more... )

I adore it when someone likes my handwriting. I personally hate it, but I think it has the potential to please particular tastes.

This is one of those times where something is miserably wrong, and just writing it in my livejournal isn't going to fix much. Oh, no. This is a physical-journal dilemma. Shame I'm too lazy to go get my notebook and write ( Read more... )

Soon I'm hoping to collect enough little random blurbs that it'll make up for the fact that I'm not actually posting entries of meaning ( Read more... )