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| So, yeah, this has been THE craziest year OF. my. LIFE.
I broke up with Pete in July. That was the lamest thing ever. He ended up with whatsherface for a while, then whatsherface got with whatshisname so that was kinda tough on him but we started to be happy and sweet, and then shit hit the fan with mom (like crazy.) and I had been going to JMU but I dropped out, packed up my car and moved to Texas 10 days later!!
so yeah i'm pretty much freaking out. 1400 miles away from home. | | |
| that was the last time I found myself asking, 'Babe, you ok?'
I'm finding more time for relaxing now every day.
I cannot be sorry for what I'm not sorry for anyway
There's nothing you could do to make me want to stay,
no song under the moon you could ever play--
I'm sure, pretty soon, I'll be too far away.
My heart has been beating miles out from your door
so don't act surprised when I can't take anymore
couldn't take the way he sulked or how he lost to the law
couldn't take the possessiveness--it became all I saw.
I could not live without that kind of understanding;
without reciprocation and with my slow deflation
I became
the page in a notebook following a torn-out margin--
illegible indents of passionate pen carved
into the blank lines.
The tree from which a bird is heard but
is not nesting.
A rock in the sock,
a bee in the hair.
Something alright with so many offs--
at so many odds we'd never get even.
Those who dare care for me should not expect me
to be with them in mind all of the time.
I think of the one institutionalized,
I think of the one with the wild eyes.
I think of the one who casually lied
and I think of the one who died.
I can't draw from the deck anymore,
Can't settle like too much sugar in your tea,
and no man should be set to settle for me--
(at least, not many) | | |
| i always feel so damn proud when I post a blog on here after leaving it alone for two or three months.
pete's here, so I'm going to go chill with him.
just lettin you guys know that ... things are good.
yeah.
"somacaaaaaat"
--Pete
...and yes, somacat is. | | |
| OK, so somehow this weekend was a disaster when it started off but I ended up having a blast! Oh, man! Hell yeah for Sam and the Jeremys and Drew for letting me dance around with them on Saturday night. And Hell Yeah for Pete and Bobcat and Jeremy Hinkle and That Waterfall today.
Man, isn't it just sweet as hell to have good people around?
Good grief!
I've gotta say. Pete is fucking sweet. I mean, Pete and Sweet rhyme...so it's like, how could he NOT be sweet? ACK! I know I'm being gross...and I dont care...weeehoo | | |
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