If Wild My Breast and Sore My Pride, I’ll Bask in Dreams of Suicide. If...– Dorothy Parker
When Romance Works (Or; Why My Roommate is King)
My two other roommates are currently in their rooms with girls. Jesse, -as a given-, is with his girlfriend Phoebe. Bryce, however, brought his date home. His date is this drop-dead gorgeous girl with A4 paper white skin, dark hair, cherry red lips and a medusa piercing. Seriously. My life could bend it’s ample rump over in front of a cell-block full of rowdy inmates and not be fucked...
That other blog
Anyone following me here who isn’t already following my other blog, ‘Under Locke and Key’, should do so. It’s just amusing pictures, videos, and music. You know. Just like everyone else’s tumblr. Huzzah. http://www.underlockeandkey.tumblr.com
One day like this, but every week
Seeing as I’ve been totally into documenting my failures recently, thought I’d might as well throw down this little chestnut. I’m a loud, theatrical, bullshitty guy who hates society. But I make do. The last few times I’ve asked girls out it’s been in such a fucking weird or random way. It’s all me trying to bend social barriers and rules. I just want people...
The Kindness of Strangers
I want to tell you a story about fate. Or maybe you’ll prefer to consider it a treatise on how fucking microscopic the world is. Either way, it’s a bit of an extension of my philosophy of ‘breaking the gilded cage’, which is a fancy way of saying I’m going to challenge basic rules of society. (Read my last entry concerning that here:...
If you didn't have a Boyfriend
If you didn’t have a boyfriend, I would date you so hard. I would take you on god-damned surprise picnics. We would walk on the fucking beach at sunset. You’d never stop fucking smiling. I’d buy the shit out of that dress you want. I’d take you to the god-damned movies. I’d buy you dinner at any fucking place you want. We’d cuddle so hard on the couch. ...
This is why I shut up
It’s been ages. Did you really notice? I hardly did. I jjust stopped my social media for a good while there. Hell, FaceBook started to look really fucking appealing all over again. Oh god, -how I’ve wasted my life! So, it’s 1:18am, and I should be sleeping because I have to be up for work by seven thirty. Morning Brian is going to hate me. And for those of you who may or may...
Sometimes I wonder if I put too much stake in the relationships I have. People drive me crazy because I love them without knowing them. And they either dont realize it, or they dont respect it. I’m too tired and too weird to write anything like this right now. My distaste for the human throng is poisoning my fingers, and it’s going to make menwrite terrible things about people who...