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Most of us speak of love as a tangible thing. We almost protect it like a best friend that’s in a war of sword throwing. We defend its honour, and its purity… just like it was the one we actually cradled at night. Either that or we curse its name and wished we could find the bastard again so we could make it feel the same pain we did. But the truth ( Read more... )

Traveling can tire me quickly. Note the lack of any significant updates. Tuesday, the 18th, I flew out to LA early in the AM. On the plane ride over there I broke my watch when trying to use the loo and hitting a fun burst of turbulence. My wrist went flying into the side of the 1x1 spaced area. Luckily the watch protected my wrist, but it cracked ( Read more... )

“This one” I asked Gareth pulling out an army coloured hoodie. “No, something darker” he replied ( Read more... )

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The feeling of a guitar beneath your fingertips is a feeling like no other. You can get almost everything out and take something else in. When I got back from Miami I went straight to my room at Gareth’s and played for as long as my fingers could stand it, or actually, until I fell asleep. I woke up the next morning, smoke a cigarette and then ( Read more... )

I believe I have hit my lowest point. Despair. Pure and utter emptiness mixed with an ounce of pain when the numbness wears off. There are no more empty spaces left on my skin and the blood pumping through my veins gets slower every hour. Maybe even every second. I’m lost, but cannot be found. It’s my own castle I have built; decorated with the ( Read more... )

I called Brian the other night. I’m not sure why, there really wasn’t much of a reason. Loneliness? Possibly. Maybe guilt… or maybe I just missed him. Either way, I called, he answered and we were engaged in a few words of awkward conversation. Eventually I asked if he would be interested in meeting for coffee. He obliged and asked when, I told him ( Read more... )

Sometimes I wonder if I have some sort of malfunction where I need affection all the time. Then of course, most of my time, I want to be alone. I never really want to be alone, and then I wonder if there is some sort of balance of the two. Hold me, but don’t touch me? Love me and need me, but don’t call me? That’s far from how I am, but its ( Read more... )

I just noticed 2 new additions to my friends list. Of course I'm late, but still, its enough of a reason to post.

ben_folds, and my dear m_wainwright. Welcome, darlings.

Other than that, I'm actually on AIM tonight. Seize the moment.