in the end, we're all just fragile people the wrong side up...

to know. What is wrong with me?

SPEWING BULLSHIT ALL OVER HER PLURK! ARGGHGHHH GO CRAZY!

died and lived. I think I'm dying again.

investing a tiny speck of hope. Just a fragile tiny one.

(!)!

...

the fact that next week and this weekend will be very atsy fartsy.

tomorrow will go smoothly! Mission City Tribe is a go. (:

waiting for him to speak every night. Its a dangerous obsession, this one-way love of mine...