In honor of this thread, I clipped my nails this morning, before the shower. Y'all needed to know that. I pondered shaving my head, but alas, decided upon having it cut instead.
No smoking in any public place here...something I kind of got used to. Have not been to a club here in a while, and probably just as well. The guys jockey up at the bar trying to come up with the best display for their Porsche and BMW keys...
No. I am looking for someone to belittle me for not making enough money, make me pay for plastic surgery, and lease her a new Mercedes. Oh jeez, did I just type that? I think I have to get out of here...
I met my last relationship online. It was not long distance, unless Anaheim can be considered long distance
I don't hang out at bars, nor spend my days needlessly scrutinizing produce at the grocery store, so the internet thing was a largely pragmatic decision.
It went well, very well, in fact, and we were together for over two years. Okay, if it went a bit, uh, "weller," I probably would not be here, but the point is I do have some level of faith in this medium.
Not to mention, and I've said this before, even if I don't meet someone here, I'm enjoying the company of a lot of nice folks.
TET, I'm going to have to start referring to you as Bro. The Moody Blues - almost makes me want to launch a lengthy diatribe on why "Nights in White Satin" is the greatest love song ever written.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night. The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago, Turned around backwards so the windshield shows. Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse. Still, it’s so much clearer. I forgot my shirt at the water’s edge. The moon is low tonight.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night. I’m not sure all these people understand. It’s not like years ago, The fear of getting caught, Of recklessness and water. They cannot see me naked. These things, they go away, Replaced by everyday.
Nightswimming, remembering that night. September’s coming soon. I’m pining for the moon. And what if there were two Side by side in orbit Around the fairest sun? That bright, tight forever drum Could not describe nightswimming.
You, I thought I knew you. You I cannot judge. You, I thought you knew me, this one laughing quietly underneath my breath. Nightswimming.
The photograph reflects, Every streetlight a reminder. Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.
RE: Do you think it is vain for a man...
In honor of this thread, I clipped my nails this morning, before the shower. Y'all needed to know that. I pondered shaving my head, but alas, decided upon having it cut instead.