take a look at her.

[roughsex]

one good thing about my life is my dreaming. i have very vivid dreams when i sleep and that makes up for any lack of creativity i have currently. my most recent dream involved hannibal lector in a glass room and me scraping my nails across the glass and staring into his eyes, finally pressing my tits against there and rolling my eyes back into my

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through a glass darkly

[moonatic_]

i *am* looking at her. i see a complex girl who can be a paradox. just when you're thinking she's all hip and worldly, she'll reveal how sensitive and vulnerable she can be. and when you're thinking she's raw as a new wound and impossibly fragile, she can show you just how tough and worldly she really is. i see the girl who gets off on her brilliant, sadistic, cannibalistic fantasy man, ready to turn her into a dolcett girl. i see her being equal parts titillated and frightened by that dark corner of herself. i see that the dark corners she sees or smells in others inevitably draw her in. sometimes the predator, sometimes the prey. i see, too, the funny and mouthy homegirl who is the life of the party. i see the self-obsessed loner who is dangerous when alone too long because she will study everyone and everything and every idea and every concept and every motivation and every possibility until they are all dust. and nowhere will she shine the spotlight so long and so mercilessly as on herself. i see the geeky, nerdy, pez loving,

[roughsex]

that's the most beautiful thing anyone has ever written to about me.
it helped me feel like helping myself grow some more tomorrow.
you're gold. i'm lucky.