it's too hot today. i'm running the AC at full blast. tried to take a nap to help recover from the past week's illness, but my damn cat is too attention-cravingly loud.
been getting sucked into the literary world once more(not that i ever truly left..). i find that one cannot help but love Humbert Humbert. sure, he's got some "issues," but his sardonic outlook on life and the circumstances that he surrounds himself with are irresistable. besides, i'd like to think that it sort of brings out the bad little girl in all of us, if only for a little while.
in other news, the bf and i are "on a break." i simply cannot handle a relationship that involves so much one-sidedness anymore. i don't want to play mommy. that's not what i signed up for. people have told me time and again that he's very "immature" which i naturally ignored because i didn't want to deal with that or come to terms with it. but he is. and i'm not. granted, i CAN be immature, just like any girl when she gets a bit silly or playful, but not to this extent. i need time to think. time to reflect. and he needs time to grow up. i love him, but i'm not Wendy anymore and he's still very much Peter Pan.
why is life never easy? oh yes, that's right, it's life. i had almost forgotten..
love and AC,
Teh Witchbaby
p.s.
it's oh-so-good to be a powerful little toreador..
been getting sucked into the literary world once more(not that i ever truly left..). i find that one cannot help but love Humbert Humbert. sure, he's got some "issues," but his sardonic outlook on life and the circumstances that he surrounds himself with are irresistable. besides, i'd like to think that it sort of brings out the bad little girl in all of us, if only for a little while.
in other news, the bf and i are "on a break." i simply cannot handle a relationship that involves so much one-sidedness anymore. i don't want to play mommy. that's not what i signed up for. people have told me time and again that he's very "immature" which i naturally ignored because i didn't want to deal with that or come to terms with it. but he is. and i'm not. granted, i CAN be immature, just like any girl when she gets a bit silly or playful, but not to this extent. i need time to think. time to reflect. and he needs time to grow up. i love him, but i'm not Wendy anymore and he's still very much Peter Pan.
why is life never easy? oh yes, that's right, it's life. i had almost forgotten..
love and AC,
Teh Witchbaby
p.s.
it's oh-so-good to be a powerful little toreador..
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