need more wine

he's not the boy i used to know
(not that i ever knew him, apparently)

charismatic, naive, passionate, restless
i wish i could have stopped him from falling down the hole...

you are about to throw away this message without sending it

wish i knew what you were looking for

interesting

i still have no idea what is going on

yesterday: why do you come here?

today: it's always the same
(thank you ms. etta james)

i am always right

apparently when i was sixteen or seventeen i prophesied that i would end up living "alone with my dogs and my vcr"

turns out it was cats and a laptop (actually, i still own four vcrs...for work...but i digress)

"some girls are better for weirdos than others"

insight like that is what best friends are for

ebb and flow

i always thought this should have been 'our' song but then it wasn't him so of course it wasn't...

and all the roads we have to walk are winding...

i was walking along minding my own business and there he was...

no cavities
no more words
no patience
no more strangers
no contact
no more misunderstandings
no waiting
no more games

less than zero expectations...