you've got me. i'd just be lying if i said otherwise.
tonight was fun. we ran around and talked about making paper in my bathtub and hugs and squeezes, and then i looked at the craft books and some books on transgenderedness because that's what's it's all about.
miss.
you.
much.
i've been feeling almost serene. i actually said what i meant to say and although it made me sad, it made me proud that i had the balls to get it out. and it's your loss anyways. in truth i am an amazing person and friend and i'm sick of being fucked with. end.

the artist inside me begs to get out. the life inside me knows that i need a better job. the adventurer inside me knows that i need to run.

i'm gonna go and read my book.