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18 June 2002 - 11:36 am

i just woke up after sleeping restlessly all night, i think i can hear mice under the floorboards. my throat fucking hurts. fuck. and it's raining and cold again. what happened to summer? come back please? i think i need to go get some coffee. donna and i both had nightmares last night. it's a day to wear black and glare at things. why is abusing one's body so temporarily pleasurable at times... shouldn't that be against evolution?

pain has no pure cliffs. pain is an oven.

last night donna and i went to dot's and had a discussion over drinks, during which many things were accomplished, until donna had a second drink... then we went home. various people came over. chris has started coming on to me again. he was begging me for sex every 5 minutes (literally). which isn't as annoying as trying to convince me that we're soulmates and how he wishes he were 10 years younger. now i can just laugh and say no.

"this is beyond borderline ridiculous", as dave would say.


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