Jan 14, 2004 07:33
Last night, I watched The Pajama Game... and it was exciting.
I'm thrilled to have the honor of choreographing it.
Especially Hernando's Hideaway, mainly because it is a tango, and my specialty is tango.
But fuck.
I let myself slip a bit too far this time.
And now, I'm left alone to suffer.
I need to email McKenzie.
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yes... I'll talk to you about that tonight, or some other night. But, I was up at 2:00 and you could have called if you wanted... But you were probably exhausted. I'm not sleeping too well... and never have. So, I usually pass out at 3:30 or 4:00 and wake up three hours later. Woo hoo... But, I just want you to be completely happy, and accepting of yourself completely. Because there's absolutely nothing wrong with you! If someone else says different, then they need to get help! It's never you! I never was you! SO FUCK EVERYONE ELSE! Otherwise, you're going to suffer in the end, and God, as I said on the phone, that's what killed my ex. He drove himself to that point. He took those pills and killed himself. He did it. And I don't EVER want that to happen again to anyone, let alone the people I would take a bullet for.
*kisses and hugs*
I love you, Tom.
Never forget that.
Please.
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For sure.
And that's partially because of you!
I LOVE YOU SUPER HAMMY!
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I LOVE YOU SUPER AIDEN!
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I LOVE YOU TOO SUPER HAMMY!
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What's wrong hunnie?
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clouds and berries.
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