God i'm in such a messed up, dark place. i can't even go to work. i think i'm losing it because i thought about asking if you want to be my boyfriend. a little late? just a little?? well i didn't have the guts to ask 'till now. God knows, the pickings down here are pretty slim. so we could give the phrase "sympathy date" a whole new meaning! (by the way, i'm not interested in any sympathy friendship offers either)
anyhoo......i know you'd have some sort of witty (which for you meant hillariously dirty!)come back for that, but i need to just rant here for a bit. do you have the internet up there? wireless, huh?? i feel a little sheepish about all the messages i left you. please disregard the one asking if you were dead. shit Ricky, Shit! and why the hell did you leave me so many texts before you left??? you hated texts!! it's like you're haunting my cell phone. WTF?!!
So how 'bout it?? you and me?? this Saturday??..........Nah, it would probably never work. sooner or later i'd get all insecure about the competition. i can't grow wings that fast.
To me, love and death are the same now. Something to grieve for....
We are not human beings having a spiritual experience, we are spiritual beings having a human exper
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