Yesterday marked two weeks that I haven't had sex. It would appear that my new role is housemaid, instead.

When will this end?

How did I get here? I sat and stared at the dingy, dirty glass streaked from outstretched fingers seeking light. How many years of silence have colored this pane gray? The room seemed to overflow with half-read books and yellowed notepads partially filled with sophomoric double entendres. Who filled these pages? My grimy digit caught my eye. I ( Read more... )

I fell asleep last night, my heart aching. It hurt so much that I closed my eyes against the pain and tried to conjure up an alternate reality in which we had no need for this bloody fist-sized muscle. I felt that thin fire that Sappho described, only it wasn't in my skin but in my chest. I felt the valves close, the artery pause, pressure build, ( Read more... )

I sat down, rolled the perfect cigarette, and called him wondering what was wrong with me. I wasn't really sure how and why I could feel so completely irrational, especially if it was something that I had wanted for a long time now. Who wouldn't want to put miles between themselves and people whom they hate? Of course this would require thousands ( Read more... )

Today was my last day of classes. Well, actually, it still is my last day of classes. I have to sit through Spanish class and then I'll be all done for the year. This is, of course, excluding the three finals that I have to take. The first, being on Wednesday, the second on Saturday, and the last one being on Sunday morning. Oh, yes, I'm so close! ( Read more... )

Ms. Elizabeth tagged me to give six random facts about myself and then I'm going to tag some other assholes to do the same. ("Assholes," in this instance, is a term of endearment ( Read more... )

I've figured out that time moves twice as slowly here when compared to the rest of the living world, which has thoroughly depressed quite a few people. And I kind of want to write something sort, but then again, everything that I write in this is always so short ( Read more... )

Steve just left and this is when I feel cynical at being in this winter wasteland. He came to see me for Valentine's Day, a holiday in which I place no special value (especially when I'm single), and the days leading up to this Hallmark holiday I received cards filled with sentiments that I found endearing and, at the same time, made me squirm. ( Read more... )

Ok, so I'm a little fucker. I shamefully admit it. I peeked... oh, how I peeked. This is going to be a really, really good Christmas ( Read more... )

There is nothing to do. Well, that’s a little lie, but there are only so many times that I can watch Family Guy and the Simpsons on DVD without wanting to drill through my head from boredom. Everyone’s left for home and I’m left here to contemplate matters since my brain insists on working instead of shutting down, saving me from this bland, grey ( Read more... )