We made the scene last night. I berated a pianist for using the "you bitch, you slut, you whore" theme throughout the night. He said I was too conservative to appreciate his humor. whatever.
Cry. My eyes. Are wet with tears all the time. And I love you for your sympathy, for long hours of love and understanding. Please. Don't. Abandon. Me. Now.
thirsty:
hey back.
two days later,
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two days later,
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To be awaken at 4 am by my lover's hysterical ex-girlfriend is a terrifying thing. She burst through the door and woke me out of a nightmare, no less. crazy-eyed, screaming accusations, breaking things. Breaking things. Really. She overturned the coffee table on her way out the door. He must be fucking her, right?
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a35mmlife:
but we liked her... 
*tips hat*
sounds like trouble...
*tips hat*
sounds like trouble...
chaosmonkey:
Hi. I'm glad you're back. Well, back here, at least. But you already know that. I just wanted to, you know, make it public.
Fucked up people make me angry. If I want shit like that, I'll watch COPS, y'know? Sheesh.
Fucked up people make me angry. If I want shit like that, I'll watch COPS, y'know? Sheesh.
you made it back. righton.
your one classy chick.
hehe