You know what? I hate html.I wish I was doing almost anything else.Like getting laid. I could be having sex right now, but noooo.I watched Utena lose her virginity again this weekend.That scene is so hot.The fine line between obsession and madness is... what was I saying?GIRL ON GIRL ACTION!!!I want that outfit. I like red and black. What a surprise.This layout took forever to get just right. But that was because I took so many breaks.I never ate glue in kindergarten. Hard to tell, huh?Gio keeps talking about food. What a bitch.LEGS.See, I'm being productive. Now if only I could do this at work, where productive is just a dream...GODDAMMIT STOP TALKING ABOUT FOODYou know, those are the only important things in life. Food, sex, and sleep.Everything else is just window dressing.I have to clean my house still. That sucks.I hate cleaning. I should buy maids.I want to go to a museum, but I don't want to get out of my jammies.I suck at being energetic.Funny, you don't look Druish.




I see you
In sepia
Like a dusty photograph
Somehow recollected
As a dream
In my morning coffee

The rustle of dried petals
Is a symphony of the past
The noises don't deter me
Even as I ask
What would you hear in these sounds?

One foot in front of the other
Each day as it comes
Should I fear
Will you be lost
In the cacophony of life?

There is no losing you
No force could ever take this memory
It is in my breath
And in my voice
Wherever I go
There you are

I feel you
Like the heart that beats in my chest
And yet
I want to touch you
Taste you
Run my fingers through your hair

I see you
In every smile
Every joy
But I want you
To see me
You are not lost
But neither are you found

The moon kisses me silver
As I sing her to sleep
Daylight comes
And I must search

You have always held my heart
But I want you to take my hands
I'll find you
Wait for me