( The McKenna's )

Actually, my parents are dead. My adoptive father had them killed. But in all fairness, he was a better father than my real father ever was. My mother, on the other hand, that's kind of a drag. Maybe one day I can fix that mess? But for now, I carry on ( Read more... )

Nothin' like the real thing, bay-bay!

I don't normally get those all that often either. I'm too logical, constantly waging information against emotion. In a past life, I was a hopeless, ever optimistic romantic. It was sunshine, love songs, candlelight, candy hearts, and rom-coms for as far the rose colored glasses could see. But now that I'm older and wiser, I'm over that shit. Now-a- ( Read more... )

Well, the truth is, I can't really say that I have a best friend anymore. I have a bunch of really good friends, and I care about them very much. More than I tell them. Actually, I don't tell them at all, but I should. Maybe I will one day. I'm not good with the direct emo, no matter how sincere. But this letter doesn't call to write to your ( Read more... )

Here's the challenge, each day for the next month, write a blog in letter form to the following people ( Read more... )

Not enough hours in the day!

I'm ALL kinds of spoiled today!

Well, that wasn’t what I expected at all. I know the obvious; Get Sylar..Gabriel...he’ll be back to being Sylar by the time he’s done talking to her, to keep his word and actually show up at the agreed time. Then she smoothers him with a smattering of carefully chosen words to appeal to the boy inside of the man because that’s where his malleable, ( Read more... )

It's Choke a Bitch Monday, obviously.