NSA

May 29, 2010 22:20

I won the twin lottery when they were being handed out. Gotta do something nice for Atsushi once I'm fully detached from those guys.  Gakuto, too.  I have a feeling I won't regret trusting him.

The best policy is to trust two people at a time, and one will always be Atsushi. Spread out trust too much, and I end up used and rejected.  Just because I knew them from when we were kids doesn't mean they were worth it. Granted, new policy does infringe on "getting laid" plans, especially since the fucking dishwasher told me he was just too good for me.

"You'd be out of your mind to say no to a Kisarazu," he said. Yeah, well. Maybe that was the right idea.

I will not start using anything harder than pot again, no matter how good it feels. Atsushi would get hurt, and he's the person who it hurts the most.  I promised. I will not break his trust.  No matter how accepted and happy it makes me feel. I remember the crashes all too well. 

Consider this a trawling post. Fuck it, I'm desperate. NSA, of course.  You host, all my shit's back in my room, and I've got half of Atsushi's around somewhere so it's crowded. Oh yeah, and a roomie. You can disapprove all you want on the train out tomorrow, bro.

Dancers are flexible.

sweet madness

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