Those pictures make me jealous and I don't know why. In love to the point that it's making me physically ill. Fuck.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Sunburn, ghosts, 55, leaving, camping soon, find a spot for Kiki, clutter, tooth is fixed, dreaming of living with Phil, jealous overreacting, silence continues, and this is why I don't put much stock into human beings.
Almost killed by carnies. I'll show you the ropes. Raspberry sparkletini. Danced with you one night in 1964. Doorbell necklace. Beach dreams. Bites and bruises. Who? Laa laa bomba!
Friday, May 13, 2011
This cage is more of a playpen. This week has been uplifting in lots of ways I wasnt expecting. I am happy.
