starry_eyed

hardcore karaoke is a good good friend of mine. and we have lots of fun

check out Mercie's journal for great pictures. there was a good group of us out last night Mercie BodyBagRomance MattasFuck GentlemanCaller my twin sister, ric, mike, paul-O, jessi, joe, etc etc
good times.

except for the fact i got a little sad. someone was there that reminds me of someone else and that in no way is good.
{i'm a sucker for skinny guys with tattoos and emo glasses}

my twin, being the pimp she is talked to many of her boys on the phone and then made out with joe. nice. he was resistant at first. but as most people caved into deb's beauty and charm. ::sigh::

handcuff my heart

it's late night and i'm staring out into the world
wondering where i am, who i am. who is he and where is he?
the one meant for me.
the one doing the same.
wondering.
where am i. who am i.
how have we lived apart for so long?
where have you been all my life?
a new meaning to that
[a true meaning]
but i'm not searching.
i'm tired of that endless chase.
i'm just staring endlessly
marking out another day of lonely
[today's tomorrow's yesterday]
thought process has aged me decades
i want to settle it down
nervous about the possibilities tomorrow brings.
anxiously awaiting.
someone else is for the same reasons.
tapping feet, observing the world
when the sun rises will we meet?
he wants to start to breathe
comfort and then constant gets lost
life begins.
[forever will be the best ride of my life]
thriving.

i need to find a diner boy.........