Saturday 10/31/2009
"My Tears Dry On Their Own"
As WE sit here and look at the October Sky. WE lose ourselves in the blue cloud-filled sky and relish in the strong breeze. WE experience all this from inside our office; through the window. We sit here, unsatisfied with the Comfort this life gives US. WE long for those short days of scamppering through the boy filled Street of our Realm. It could be said that WE chose this life for ourselves, which is the reality. However, We did not expect it to be so Lonely and Unfilling. Alcohol and Pot are no longer silencing the QUIET. Peace torments US. WE know that saying it means that We are going to regret feeling Empty. But what the hell WE need to Vent. The salt on OUR face, from the dried tears of Separation. Peace.
WE will push on and tomorrow should offer Us something different.
WE will push on and tomorrow should offer Us something different.
Friday 10/30/2009
Really
So WE met a guy on CL for some fun. WE have become conditioned to cum in one's face and send them one their way. This guy, Eyes, was different. WE can't stop thinking about him, which is totally crampping OUR style. WE are perplexed, Maybe WE should give him a chance. He has requested an audience with US again. WE shall see.
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