"sometimes i imagine the kind of sex that mr. ginger and i would have. it would be desperate, loud, and rushed. more than a little bit mean, and most likely take place in some sort of cramped space, under warmer than comfortable conditions, and as something of an after-thought. it would be the kind of sex that leads to lots and lots of more sex. the dangerous kind of sex that leads to lusty, alcohol-fueled arguments, smashed dishes, and stinging hot tears, but also to the longest and sweetest of kisses, wound nursing, burden sharing, and the best of man/woman camaraderie.

sigh.

Mr. Ginger :: delicious girlywank-fodder, for sure.

xo"

"random and hilarious. truly an individual. may possibly have written the songs "We've got tonight" and "Love is a battlefield""

"He makes sense to me....what can I say? He has the best quirks."

"He's good people, and his drunken ramblings make him out to be some kind of modern-day Buddha, covered in hair."

"thanks for the advice bro. i didn't really get it at first, but thanks. i'm still not going to go there with her though.

anyway, rock on dewd."

"This man baffles me and amazes me at the same time. Please tame this tiger before it is too late...but don't try to talk to me because I will be a bitch. "

""

"i miss you "