Monday, March 17, 2008

"I'd give you a massage, but I've got to go write lyrics"
-J.D.

"Too bad your so stressed out all the time, i give the bestest massages..... it would be my pleasure."
-Shaun

Mmmm, a fucking massage would be the best gift in the world anyone could give me... oh my god... and, seriously, right now, I wouldn't mind giving a little lick, lick.... possibly in payment.. well, i guess, later on, after a while of seeing eachother, y'know.. But frick, a massage.... heaven!

Esp for my right shoulder... hurts so bad these days.... mm..

So, msn name thinger I thought worked and was nice. My own creation. possibly a poem. not sure... haven't written real poetry in quite the while..

my words..
they're coming back to me..
waves leaving a long lost gift....
other gifts sitting now dormant on the sand,
wash away with the tide....

And I wish it weren't true, but it is. I've come and gone and left him behind.
how many 'him's has there been?
too many...
way too many..
i could list them... but i'd rather not... too much.. too embarassing.. ugh

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