i shouted at my alarm this morning because it dared to wake me from what i'm sure would have been a very  interesting dream.  it involved crawling through the basement of a big old house that my brother and i shared in order to go have a secret rendezvous with a very sexy mo rocca in a secret chamber with a very small door and a long, long table ( Read more... )

here's the thing, see.  even if things didn't come apart piece by piece, even if it happened where you were sitting around minding your own business one moment and the next everything came crashing down around you like a house of cards, you still have to put it all back together one thing at a time.

and this time maybe i'll think to memorize how the ( Read more... )

life as of late has not exactly been made of awesome. so in an effort to accentuate the positive (eliminate the negative, latch on to the affirmative, and DO NOT MESS with mister in-between god help you) i am posting regarding the following:

someone added one of my stories on fanfiction.net to their favorites list. now this is no particular big ( Read more... )

kiss like a bullet.

prologue?

( It all started with a girl. )

yo ho ho and blood on my hands.  so much for leaps of faith.

i didn't get the job.

i'm officially fucked.

first of all, i find these to be unfair because i have so few lj friends. i'm an elitist whore.

secondly, i find these to be unfair because i don't do memes and i feel as though i was seduced into this. sigh.

that being said, on with the show.

1. There are 30 questions.
2. Next to each number, write only the name of the person who fits.
3. Answer ( Read more... )

the other day i was at a bookstore with
( Read more... )

so things have been kind of ugly with me lately, as i'm sure you could tell. readers of this blog probably know that i am, in fact, batshit crazy from time to time (but who with an lj isn't? srsly. the land of emo.).

anyway, the whole reason for starting this blog was because i am a neurotically private, compartmentalized person and i was supposed ( Read more... )

i have old friends and i have new friends who seem like old.  i have friends who are friends but when they try to talk to me i cringe and i cower and i fill up my doorway with bricks and mortar and breathe a sigh of relief when they huff and puff and i'm still safe inside.  i have friends who i can't remember why we're friends and i just want to ( Read more... )

see, now i've gone and jinxed myself.