lyris

Sometimes, late at night, I begin to think like a girl. You know. Things like marriage and children and pregnancy. But I never manage to do it "right". If I think about weddings and marriage, I begin to wonder about the practicality of, say, wedding rings. So I do research on line for hours trying to find (a) a website even worth looking at, and (b) a ring I could possibly imagine wearing on my finger "for ever". It's rather ridiculous, as I do not like the idea of marriage, currently, in any way. I see no reason to do it. And it costs way too much for whatever it is you're supposedly getting out of it. Jesus, custom printing alone... *shudder.*

And if I'm thinking about kids, I'm thinking about whether it's a good idea to have a breast augmentation before pregnancy, because my back already hurts enough and it would only get worse. But I've gotten pretty used to them. It would be strange without them there. Even part of them.

And teenagers. I hate them. They'd have to go to boarding school or something. I mean really. Fuck that shit.






Is this what death does?







I've been writing haikus as away messages. I find it quite satisfying. They are pertinent and fleeting. I do not save them.

Something is missing and I think it's a sleeping buddy.