jayne

i've been oddly aware of my mortality lately. i'm not altogether sure why, i guess maybe when you find something or someone that makes your life worth while, and worth living, you become afraid of losing what you have. for some reason i can't get it out of my head. i feel obessively aware of my body, and what could be going wrong inside of it without me even knowing
i went to the thermals / swords project / quasi show tonite. all were fucking amazing, however i ducked out early due to my overall sleepines.
the next few months are going to go quickly, but will be painful to get through. waiting for the end of may will not be the easiest thing i've ever done. but it's now official that i'll be a resident of london for at the very least nine months, but i would like to think it's indefinitely, we shall see.
sleep calls...i should answer.
listening to: the swords project
sleeping with: my kittie
thinking about: how i'll die

12 days until he arrives