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It's better when the Squeezy is around. I don't see myself through his eyes, exactly... I never truly believe that I'm as perfect as he seems to think I am... but part of that conviction that I'm a worthwhile human being rubs off on me, and for awhile, I am. Then he goes away, & I'm back to being a useless lump of angst. The Squeezy asked me today if I was sure I wanted to get handfasted to him. What I'm *not* sure about is what I'd do without him, now. Give a Clix, if you please. |
Just in case you thought I wasn't crazy, anymore... - Thursday, Jan. 30, 2003 Hiya! ::waves:: - Saturday, Nov. 16, 2002 New & improved home trephination kit... now with 50% more sequins! - Saturday, Jul. 27, 2002 slack, whine, & snot. A recipe for bitchiness. - Thursday, Jul. 11, 2002 Do you believe in time travel? - Saturday, Jul. 06, 2002
the moon sees me...
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