perdita

I saw my best friend in the world today. That was lovely. Then I had someone correctly guess (out of the blue) where my earrings came from.

That being said, I am feeling a potent mix of emotions tonight:

1. I saw something on tv tonight that triggered a huge, very old phobia I forgot still existed. As soon as I saw, I almost started crying out of the sheer terror of the image. I'm still really spooked, I keep looking over my shoulder expecting something to be there . . . *shudders* It has nothing to do with tentacles.
2. On the other hand I am full of fucking venom tonight. If you have a 'y' chromosome, watch the fuck out. Don't try and post comments defending your gender, not all guys are bad, etc.

it. won't. work.

I am seething mad at someone right now but I have the good social grace to leave it at that, even though there's a lot more I could say. I can be mean and spiteful when I'm hurt, and quite frankly, I'm fucking hurt. Oh and if I wanted pity, I would have asked for it. I don't need that either. What I want is confrontation, and I will not get it, and after that I want to get laid (but obviously not by the same person). And I won't get that either.
3. emptyempty heartache. For all the anger, I'm still heartbroken.

However it's like the boy says . . .



"We are heartbroken . . . but we will not let that stop us."

messy watermelon kisses,
perdita

Perdita's Peculiar Particular: I have to have something covering me when I go to sleep in my bed/for the night. Even in summer, I need a sheet and I feel more comfortable with a blanket.

p.s. throwdownthemic is back! yay! he's way awesome for reals.