Splendid Isolation

Jun 03

That awkward moment when your life turns into a Buster Keaton montage…

… And some bitch with a tacky-ass weave, has the balls to laugh at you.

I really don’t think I’m any good at sex, and I’m so self conscious when I have it, that it’s becoming a self-fulfilling prophecy.

Who’s having a vocabulary-off with an ex-con? This moi!

Sand I think I’m winning… Which is something.

Jun 02

The air outside feels like warm silk.

Jun 01

Lord god… All this rain is making me snuggly.

I’m exhausted. I just want to snuggle.

I am trying my damnedest to refrain from texting him and telling him that.

I think I live in great fear of my purse being emptied in public.

somehow, I’ve broken the disc drive on my mac.

and it’s possible I’ve infected it.

I. Am. Magic.

May 31

here’s a thought I should’ve had a long time ago:

you don’t like my apartment?

DONT. COME. OVER.

My therapist and I were discussing my sexy issue and the stuff that makes me awesome. I think I’ve gotten to a place, albeit for the time being, where ‘great personality’ is a compliment to me and not a second place prize. Also, she listed “loyal” as one of my assets, which I’ve never really thought of before, but it sure was nice to hear her say it. I’d love to think that I’m loyal.

Thanks. Thanks for ignoring me…

… to be sung to the tune of “Sweep Up The Memories”

[video]

What exactly is the protocol for letting the receptionists at the psych’s office know that we can fucking hear them shit talking the patients?

‘cause, god help me, I might snap someone’s neck.

I get lonely, and then angry because I’m lonely

Because there are some great guys in my life who just keep jerking me around and I really don’t like it. At all. I don’t get why it’s so hard for people to just get over their crap and be friendly and kind and, y’know, care. I need someone to care about me. Please.