Kait got me into both Landon Tewers and Tilian Pearson, respective singers of The Plot in You and Dance Gavin Dance. They were touring together, so of course we decided to go in an eager attempt to see each other again. We planned a hotel in Orlando this time, and I think we both knew exactly what was bound to happen.

I loved the show. Tilian did ( Read more... )

We awoke in the Tampa hotel room in the same energy, which was refreshing in the absence of alcohol. I remember our first words being filled with laughter, and laying there just talking until check out... that type of laying in bed doing nothing that you can't just do with anyone.

I had ignored my phone all night, so Stevie was sending rapid fire ( Read more... )

Silverstein was playing two Florida shows, and I knew Kait would be going to one of them, so I commented on her Instagram to ask which one ( Read more... )

I met her before I was ready,
Before she was ready.

It was directly after my final night with Valerie,
that I certainly did not expect to be my last.
I found myself a mere two months later
literally drowning my pain at an Underoath show.

The show was sold out and my procrastinating ass didn't have a ticket.
I ended up meeting a random guy selling one ( Read more... )

So onto 2019...

In the true fashion of the statikmystre LiveJournal,
it's always about a girl.

It started in 2001, when I was dating a girl named Rachel,
who's LiveJournal name was (is?) lowstatic.
Even I can't get through those entries from my teenage self,
but I digress.

My name obviously was influenced by hers,
and my love of techno at the time.
R.I. ( Read more... )

The way you act so abused ( Read more... )

Dreadlocks on a fucking fade ( Read more... )

I am fundamentally the same motherfucker.
My life is repeating itself;
why am I laughing?

All I have ever written about here have been my relationships, therefore it is a severe injustice to have never written of my six years spent in a relationship unequivocal to any other. But the truth is that I was finally occupied by true love, and made no ( Read more... )

It's because it's October,
following the cruelest Summer.

Or was that actually Summer 2017, now that I think about it?
For, it was October 2017 that broke my heart in permanence,
because I Knew What She Did Last Summer...

It's 2019, and monogamy is deadThere's a new wave of polyamory and gender bending that now further plagues the gay community' ( Read more... )

I.
Sans we.
Minus she.

Lost without,
but also within.

Blurred lines beg the question:
Relapse or recovery?

Ne'er the latter...