Only Killers Call Killing Progress: It's been awhile since you were my man.

Fall on me, black helicopter....

It's been awhile since you were my man.

Published June 10, 2005 by Lexy | E-mail this post

Almost halfway through. I never thought I'd hit a summer where all I could wish for is for it to be over.
I'm fucked up, by the way. On a slight side note.. I am one messed up child.

But yes. So.... My summer is basically shaping up to so far be an attempt to not have to pay attention to my true feelings by blocking them off with something to entertain me in the meantime.

The truth of the matter, what I cannot and will not deal with right now... is that I have found the most perfect person for me in the entire world, that crazy head over heels, stomach flipping, want to chew my oen leg off feeling of just blind fucking love. I've got it. I've got it and I will NOT let it go.
But onto more important things, beyond my crazy emotions.

Been on a graveyard tour recently, walking around random graveyards throughout Vancouver, New Westminster... visited one in North Vancouver today..... Just looking at graves that have been left alone since the early 1900's, wondering if anyone at all remembers these people. I found a family plot today and just dwelled on it. Two parents, both born in the 1800's... Both died within a year of one another. They had a daughter who died at the age of one, and a son who died at the age of sixteen. I looked and looked at that plot and just wondered, were those their only children? Is that the end of them right there? Does anyone remember them at all?

Fuck. Have to go.... this is why I need my own computer.

So much to say, so little time.