May the name of God be sanctified. I have nothing more to say.

I should have realised that when you said, "i could read you for hours," what you meant was, "i could laugh at you for hours."

Izzard is my homedawg. I'm going to go get high now, you OtherFuckers. :P

i turned around and my arms were suddenly full of something i feared and never wanted them to be full of. but i held on, clung, and then remembered who and what and where i was and let go.

voltaire would be pleased.

i'm an adolescent female, my prerogative is to write my views on love ( Read more... )

I wonder if five, ten years down the road we'll even remember each other's names.

I don't like people. I don't attach to people. 90% of the people I say "goodbye" to at graduation, I won't lose a jot of sleep over. But you (it's always you, preceeded by a "but"), I've dropped two pants sizes, three hours of sleep per night, and not a drop of water over you. Not even you. The lack of you.

Jen: Gill, you look nice.
Me: Thanks. So do you.

Miss Billings: She's one of my favourites.

Miss Billings: We match perfectly- you're in a tux and I'm in a dress!

Antonia: That's not an expression, it's a facial mutation.

I've only just realised how much of a bastard I am, and let me tell you, it's almost impressive.

A conversation with an ex about being outed ( Read more... )

I shouldn't let myself do what I want to, at least, not when it comes to who I'm intimate with (not sex, not sex). I would do well to remember to act with my head, not my hopes. So would we all. Maybe ( Read more... )