So, after not writing, I write. Things are always in some flux with me. They never stay the same for too long. I moved out of my previous apartment and now live with family..not because it was the 'right' thing...or because I 'needed' to..it was just what happened. Yet, in the process of all that, I think I'm beginning to fall in love. In love ( Read more... )

nada...

not one little thing to say of any merit other than the usual, I don't know what to say on this thing anymore...eh..guess my blogging days are over...think it was mostly a santa cruz thing cause now..no me dan ganas

one would think ( Read more... )

things are catching up to me. I spent monday in the emergency room with chest pains. I sat in tension for about seven hours before I actually went into a room and was told what was going on. I was thinking heart attack, dead before 30. like all medical places, I was walked to a room and made to wait some more. about 20 mins go by before a doctor ( Read more... )

Tengo la camisa negra ( Read more... )

She came in and sat squarely on my lap without clue nor warning. She had done this often and with each attempt, made an act of it-- as if it were something to consider normal. She moved and girated in hopes of finding growth. There were never any words. She always gave up, left, tail between her legs. Why couldn't she been born a guy ( Read more... )

'can I see you later ( Read more... )

She mentioned we should move in, take things back to some long forgotten day where we lived in squaller and ate tuna with fries. It took me a while to be convinced, but I said yes on the condition that things would not be the same. That I would be allowed to come and go without a conditional, 'yes, sure, why not." If anything to not feel that ( Read more... )

It was quiet outside until her footsteps. They came close to the door, stopped, then moved away ( Read more... )