what a bright idea

i'm going to speak my mind, so this won't take very long.
this is something of an internet scrapbook/journal of my life.

apparently i have no privacy anymore..
i live in canada.

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December 10

“ He loves you, it’s secret, don’t tell him I told you. So who said that you still loved me?
I don’t remember any more, it was late at night,
I can still hear the voice, but I can no longer see the face,

December 8

Ottoman couch, how handsome your furniture
Lovelier now, but dressed for funeral

November 17

late night sex so wet, so tight

November 9

Him: Jade
Her: Alexander
Him: Do you remember that day you fell outta my window?
Her: I sure do, you came jumping out after me.
Him: Well, you fell on the concrete, nearly broke your ass, you were bleeding all over the place and I rushed you out to the hospital, you remember that?
Her: Yes I do.
Him: Well there's something I never told you about that night.
Her: What didn't you tell me?
Him: While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you, and I never told you til just now.