My first love just visited me at work.
It was sort of silly.
His hair is still very curly, and I think he’s on heroin.

do you love anyone?
Yes. I love a boy named Joss more than almost anything, even bacon, but maybe not my dog. But maybe my dog, too. It depends on how nice he’s being at the time.

so what’s the deal with all of these weird “weight loss” related questions. I feel like I missed the original point of reference … however I do find it a little unnerving (though predictable) that people are so fascinated by it
I really don’t know, either, I hadn’t recently talked about it, someone just popped it into my formspring.

i’d like to know more about the whole coke drug crazy hospital story if you don’t mind sharing. it sounds very intriguing.
It wasn’t intriguing, or exciting, it was mostly just pathetic and tiring.

It’s rare these days to find that someone that is a perfect match. I never really cared that much about love & stuff like that after having my heart broken. SEVERELY. But after reading some of your stuff, slowly but surely things might & I repeat MIGHT change.

keep in touch.
Things always might change, it’s the very nature of them. We are all in flux, always, every part of us.

Is it weird that the fact you had//have ‘problems’ makes you more interesting to me?

I used to be in love with a girl who was my best, (and only friend (at the time)) reconstruction after such a debacle is so difficult (it’s like having your only support in life smashed from underneath you). How does this make you feel?

Does, ‘needle in the hay’ resonate with you at all? In your interpretation of the song?
Not weird, it’s something I’m used to hearing but I dearly hope the fact that I was a rowdy little girl is not the most interesting thing I have to offer.

As far as the middle part it makes me feel sort of horrified. I think in the event that Joss left me I’d be fine but I always think that, and as soon as it becomes an actual possibility I pretty much want to die.

I have never really thought about the words, weirdly. I’m not a huge Elliot Smith song, I just really find the chord combination fascinating.

40 pounds?! wow awesome for you. did the coke really really work or you also did exercise?
i want to see a photo of the fat you!
Alright, no offense, but I’m honestly getting disgusted by the cocaine questions. It’s not that great. I guess it contributed, and so did a LOT of exercise, but probably the major contributing factor is that my depression got exponentially worse, and when it acts up I often lose my sense of taste and cannot tolerate eating because feeling the food without tasting it is really fucking horrid and sort of not easily describable. It’s really not that interesting

hahah how did you know it was me?!
BECAUSE ONLY YOU WOULD SEND ME THAT!

Anything else?

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I am ill and my head hurts but I am really happy. I got to spend the whole last few days with my best friend, and I don’t know what I’m feeling like right now but I think it’s a rather firm feeling that a few months down the line we’re going to be asleep on that couch cuddled up drunk again, and fuck it’s a really great feeling. I am feeling so goddamn ace about this. A few days ago things were so shitty I honestly didn’t even know what to do. It’s stupid, I advise against it, but I’m a little to late, and I can honestly say almost all the major decisions I make are tied to my boyfriend in some way. Mostly because I don’t even care. I don’t. I don’t care where I live, what I do, I am content with just trailing along after him like a puppy, a very drunk, pretty fucked up puppy.

I don’t think a lot of people, including myself, understand the first fucking thing about love until they have that one thing, you know? That oneffalrwkj I don’t know what I’mtalking about. This is so much fail. I’m in love and I’m in-eloquent and I’m e-tarded.

think I am dead. that is all