this is for someone specific. he knows who he is.

Trust

let me see you
naked of your defenses.
strip
away the mask you wear
and let me see your raw emotions.
show me your dreams,
and i will hold them,
cradle them,
keep them safe.
Trust me, and i
will keep you safe,
wrapped around and in me,
in a web of endless light.

know something funny? i've been promising myself that as soon as i had a free minute i'd sit down and write out a long, long entry updating everyone that i know on my life and how it's going and all that...but i find myself not really caring to. at least, not right now...there's a funny old man beside me in the library who keeps clearing his throat ( Read more... )

hi, all. i'm safely back in Georgia. woot. am going to see Drood tomorrow night with JT. again, woot. though he and i may end up having a strange conversation...yeah. not going there right now. i'm at my friend George's house, and he's ended up sewing the clothing for this weekend that i meant to sew *grins and looks slightly sheepish* yeah. love ( Read more... )

hi. still alive. heading back to Georgia on Tuesday, which i guess is tomorrow, since it's now 2 am. had a good conversation with da HEDER the other night (or was that last night? i can't remember anything anymore). would like to reiterate the extreme immaturity of Our Esteemed Leader's life-partner. *shakes her head in disbelief* also would like ( Read more... )

happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me...

nine friends now.

my life has become go to work, come home, eat dinner, and collapse in bed. which i'm about to do. tomorrow night i really REALLY REALLY need to sit down and apply to different places, especially considering that i have no effing clue as to what i'm gonna be doing once i leave here (and i leave here in less than a week!). therefore ( Read more... )

ok, let's get one thing straight: just for the record, morgan is not pregnant. i'm not mad at anyone, but a friend told me tonight that "someone" had told her i was pregnant, and i'd simply like to clear that up :).

xo
morgan

*stomps around in the 2' square space that defines her clean floor right now, glares into space, opens a window, and lights up a cigarette*

fuck the world. fuck the goddamned world. i'm done. every man i've ever fallen in love with has broken my heart. and every promise anyone has made to me has been broken. i quit.

so...yeah. both my roommates are sick. Kat has a high fever, and Bob has been throwing up all day. grrrrreat. i can't wait to get sick. and knowing my luck, it'll happen not during strike, but when i'm about to drive home. yeah. at least the sore throat is gone (mostly). and i'm ex-bloody-hausted from working today, so i'll talk to you happy people ( Read more... )

ok, so it's not 3 am...close enough for government work. and i have to be up by 6:30 this morning...if i ever complained about a strike at GTA, i'm sorry. if i ever complained about a strike during summer stock, i'm sorry again...NOTHING compares to this. here's my schedule this week for Busch Gardens strike ( Read more... )