Roadkill, baby. <body>


I.

Cheryl.

Sweetpea.

Shoot, sexaye!



Vain vintage.

July 2004 August 2004 September 2004 October 2004 November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008

Jaded junkies.

ariel alan bruddy gid khim sarh serene shaun shifu sf tai tini timo




Monday, February 20


we're falling apart to half-time.
today Ivan spoke about mending broken relationships, and committing 'murder in our hearts and minds'. might've been kinda shocking - the easiest way to pass it off being to joke about it - but deep down inside I guess a certain part of your life has changed. at least, mine has.

but mending relationships isn't as easy as it sounds. off the top of my head, I can think of a few that I would like to mend terribly - but they strike me as impossibilities at the moment. I don't know what to say, where to begin, or even what needs to be fixed. all I know is that I don't want it to be like this, not this way.

you might say I'm tired of making the first move. maybe even afraid. but if you're reading this and you think I might be talking about you, well, please read on.

well first of all, I miss you.
not in any other sense, but that I miss your friendship. I miss the ridiculous things you say and do, I miss you scolding me for stoning over the phone, I miss beating your time at Bobby Carrot - and sadly I can;t even remember most of what else I miss, but its there I guess.
but don't get me wrong.
this is strictly platonic, as you might say. but all the same, I just wanted you to know. so all that being said, I hope you're treasuring what you have right now, and all the best - finally - from the bottom of my heart.


to someone else,
with something too far gone to mend,
perhaps there'll be a day -
when I forget it all began.



12:35 AM