December 2008
35 posts
“under questioning, I tried to tell Miss Stein that when you were a boy and moved...”
– Again, from “A Moveable Feast” by Ernest Hemmingway.
“I’ve seen you, beauty, and you belong to me now, whoever you are waiting...”
– from “A Moveable Feast” by Ernest Hemmingway.
Sweet Reverie
Hi.
It’s 12:44 AM, and I’m eating Fritos :)
Here are just a few things I love about you:
Your massages. Your hand massages. Your butt massages. Your all-over kisses. The noises you make when I give you massages. And hand massages. And butt massages. And all-over kisses. The way you kiss that spot right between my jaw bone and my neck. How good of a wrestler you are. Your beautiful...
It's been a long time comin'...
Hi.
Its 9:17 PM, I just changed my mom’s taillight, and now im smoking a cigarette and eating Heat Peanuts…
It’s been a few days I know… sorry Tumblr… Didn’t mean to keep you waiting…
Good weekend!
I’m starting to realize with every trip, just how much I’m beginning to really enjoy being in Richmond.
Living in Charlottesville my whole...
As Ice Cube would say: Today was a good day...
Hi,
It’s 9:38 PM,
And I’m smoking a cigarette and drinking a Sprite Zero…
Today was a good day at the warehouse…
I feel like I’m starting to get out of my head by trying to make friends, or sorts of relationships, or just talking to people period. I’ve met all the people I’m immediately surrounded with by name, and have started to learn things about...
Another day...
Hi.
It’s 7:14 PM and I’m eating stew, and drinking cranberry juice.
I’ve only been working with this warehouse deal for just a few days now, and I’m already starting to feel like I’m sinking into this miserable feeling of anti-social, worldly disregard.
At one point, people told me that I was a salesman, and that I could interact and communicate with people as if...
