There is so much to say and yet life has become so warmly mundane. I hate to gush on these things because some day I will go back and read them and think "wow, that's so depressing. Nothing turned out at all like I wanted it to." But lately things have been warm and fuzzy and safe and comfy and nice like a big sweatshirt or a set of worn-in flannel ( Read more... )

In honour of valentine's day, I made my annual list of things I love. This year's installment ( Read more... )

Dear Laura,
My boyfriend is better than your boyfriend.

love,
Paige

I got some serious kissin. FUCK yeah! We got "woo!"ed by frat boys who then said "just say goodnight..." from across the cul-de-sac. All I can say is, two passionate scorpios is going to make for some interesting... um... interactions?

I am about to ditch U.S. History to go see a man and his pitbull at the park. And, well, I don't really care too much about the class. I really just wonder if June is going to lick my face a whole lot. And if I am going to get kissed.

Ah, the perils of young lust. Or... whatever. In any event, boy is great. He is fantastic and funny and NOT a musician and NOT too old and NOT a complete dick, from what I can tell. I'm looking forward to kissing him again!

Just because I'm single doesn't mean I'm unhappy, but hey, thanks for your concern about my well-being anyway.

I got my design for my tattoo back today and I absolutely LOVE it! I hope I have enough money to get it before I go to Italy, because I want it on my body NOW. It's so fantastic and so me and just really fucking awesome ( Read more... )

"I Wish You Well" (from Josie and the Pussycats ( Read more... )

Dear Anthony ( Read more... )