2003-04-20 - 2:32 a.m.
'even soft-core gay porn reminds me of you'
I remember sitting on his couch watching 'Mystery Science Theater' and giggling like maniacs. And he wasn't even high. And I wasn't even drunk.
And now it's the middle of the night here and I have six different pages open. The tv's on. And so is my stereo. Everything's hitting me in the face right now and my mind is playing a strange game of hopscotch. Where all the winning blocks lead me to thinking of him.
But now I'm sleepy. So I'll switch him off. And dream the dream where I'm running or falling and he's nowhere in sight. He's nowhere in mind. I'll pick up where I left off with him in the morning.
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