Battleship potemkin

my what fire you hold in your eyes

Some people never change at all

No sleep for me last night. The foxes were out

I love true blood.

I hate leaving things until the very last minute. Again. Bed is not even an option

I love the vampires who come out at night

October 2nd 2008

David came over last night.

I love the abstract visions I see of him. The underside of his face, his body against mine.

We were so naked, so perfect. Nothing could ever take away from that.