I need another Cowboy Mouth show, and pretty quick. It's like mainlining Prozac. There's one on June 14th, and I may have to drive down to Austin/New Braunsfeld to see it. And I kind of don't care if I do it alone, though I'm not sure if that'd make it better or worse. To be there without someone behind me to make me dance if I'm not into it enough ( Read more... )

I read the Sunday Secrets for today.

This is not my secret, but it was first on the list.


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I hate that I miss you ( Read more... )

I love Tracy.
I feel happy and ill at the same time.
I realize it's only furthering the wallowing, but if I hear of one more of my friends who has finally found the most wonderful significant other in the world, I may go into reclusion and never come out.

That is all.

~Stacy

I want somebody who sees the pointlessness ( Read more... )

That's the lovely thing about the internet. You don't have to read it if you don't want to. You clicked. These are my thoughts. A teeny window into my mind. This is where I am. This is who I am. It may not  be healthy. It may not always be happy. It may be less than sane. It sure as hell isn't clean.

But I don't care. I am who I am. It is what it ( Read more... )

That's a lie.

And I don't like it. I've been going way out of my way to avoid it. It hasn't been working. Kind of sad when guys with $6500 silicone sex dolls have more fulfilling relationships with their pretend "significant others" than you do. I am not desperate for a relationship. I'm not dashing around frantically trying to find a man. I know these things ( Read more... )

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