I feel as if I'd gone to the beach with a scalpel, cut open my skull in one diametric incision, and clumped handful after handful of sand into all the unfilled spaces.

I also feel I may have forgotten to stitch myself back up.

FUCK FUCK FUCK

I get home (drunk), with your sister. I ask her questions to unravel your shared DNA--you like assholes. Potential mates that show no interest, that's the rub ( Read more... )

A general fuckall post ( Read more... )

Running outside--

I came from this tall field grass, and it's where I will return.

Bank of America Online Checking--

I remember not to scroll down too far because I'll see things that remind me where I was thirty days ago. It's like a tiny piece of leftover ambrosia I can't bring myself to swallow--I ate too much while I was there.

Track my adventures in Japan on MySpace, son!

For those of you who actually friended me, and of that, those of you who actually read my page, check out MySpace for pics/videos of Japan. I'm presently in Tokyo, having a wonderful time.

Domo arigato gozaimasu!

One lonely atom ( Read more... )

I'm accustomed to sulking in my own isolated decay ( Read more... )

...And at this point, at this point, it looks like pretty soon things are going to start to get out of control.

So, we have a really awesome couple of days, I start to feel a very substantial pull back to you, and all seems to be going very well. Given all of this, and your previous statement that you just need time apart, that you're not looking for other dudes, why did you install the Facebook "Matches" application, a tool used to link up with your secret ( Read more... )