"Unfortunate Coincidence"

By the time you swear you're his,
Shivering and sighing,
And he vows his passion is
Infinite, undying -
Lady, make a note of this:
One of you is lying.

-- Dorothy Parker

. thursday and a pair of blue jeans
. dante's pizza inferno
. pale like the sun
. better left unsaid

+

. at a later date

Allo. I'm home (obviously and thankfully). PA was great, I love my Da's side of the family (not that I don't love Mum's side, but I see them all the bloody time). PopPop's doing well, all things considered, so that's good. Went shopping on Friday, bought some clogs, hooray. Mummy & Da wouldn't let me go to Build-A-Bear though and I'm still ( Read more... )

I should have never told Miles I like him. Dammit, everything is so fucked up now. Stupid boy. God, why can't he just mean to me now or something. He's still so fucking Miles-esque. Grr. And this morning, I woke up at 5 in the morning to wonder why the fuck he doesn't like me. Fuck. I'm so damn sick of this. I hate that I'm such a fucking ( Read more... )

So, there's this boy... (god, doesn't anything following that suck?). Right, boy. Don't want much from him, he's totally one of my friends, except as of late, I've been jonesing over him. Not really, but more like I want friends with benefits, but how the hell do I approach him about it. Damn, it's all so freaking confusing. Stupid boy. I ( Read more... )

I think I've been getting better more or less these days. I'm definitely doing better. Things are going well, I suppose. Bugger, need to finish school work. Later.
Just was excited about 'Baby's on Fire'.

she shatters like broken glass.
sonnets break my heart. just like everything else. i just wanted you to love me.
note to brett: you're beautiful.
ta!

dearest miles kitten boy,
stop being so bloody miles-esque because i'm developing infatuation with you, something that won't be reciprocated and i can't handle that right now.
sorry, but you really need to stop it.
love, me.

One of the worst things in the world is drinking cold earl gray and listening to one side of a conversation about how your grandfather is dying sometime soon.

Is it wrong to want to fade into the walls, yet be seen at the same time?

edit: what does it matter? back to obsessively listening to christmas music!