mela melan

fucking-cholia

little things fuck me up majorly. little words get under my skin, little lapses, of silence, well they just....who gives...

some little ditty is getting mighty excited about getting a new blog. linky panel has been re-linked accordingly.

doing magazine returns and listening to JT's shithouse album... could it get any worse?


fucking hate this eh? but it's not even your fault. but it'll be good if you, you know, paid more attention. first i cried in a long long time, on the guest bathroom floor with the lights off, doing my silent howling thing. i'm over it now, i went out for a smoke in the freezing cold. i'm over it. but god, just call me you idiot.

just got your message. stupid boy.