thanks darling, for a good night.

pretty much 20 days into summer.. almost/kind of

the fake kind.
the fake kind of summer days, that is.

but as far as anyone's concerned, i've abandoned xanga. i probably won't be back for a while..again. perhaps, only to blog about shit i don't really want to blog about.

if you're looking for the real deal: livejournal or myspace would do the trick.

laaaame. i know.l;gh;dfhgdf

i've been gone for about a week.
have you noticed yet?
have you noticed yet?

END.

HERE'S YOUR CHANCE

To tell me what you
REALLY think of me,
without refraining,
and with no hard
feelings.

Post your opinion,
ANONYMOUSLY.

Tell me anything you
wish you could tell me,
and don't even worry,
don't be afraid to be
brutally honest.

Because I won't know
who you are. And I'm
not going to go through
the trouble of trying to
find out.

EMBRACE YOUR ANONYMITY;
I'm curious.

<READY GO
CLICK.CLICKhere

be blunt, really, it's okay. :]

I'm happy, You're mad. It's okay.

I went to the flea market, today.
It smelled like Mexico.

James is the haggle master,
and he knows it. HAGGLEMASTAHH, whatwhat?

He says, How much for this?
and the guy counts, ah..ni'teen dolla'
nineteen? how 'bout fifteen..for all of this.
nah. nah. seventeen.
give us a minute.
he motions to me, whispering in my face,
you have twelve dollars?
uh.., I dug into my pocket, eleven-fifty?
he gave the guy a look, you've got my last eleven dollars..
oh, and fifty cents...take it or leave it.

deng. I love that boy.
And I wish he didn't learn his tricks dealin' drugs.
And I wish people would see in him, what I see.

Thinking back on it, I wonder how
It ever seemed like a good idea
To invite James along for the movie.

And there it was, the look on Liam's face;
I had been expecting it, anticipating, almost.
Dreading it, almost--- completely. 

It was an expression that said:
"Fuck you. You're not wanted here."
It was an unforgiving look. And
it broke my heart.

AND JAMES. James knew he had it coming.
James, too, expected it. And welcomed it.
He gave an awkward wave. And an awkward
turn of the head. And stood there, awkwardly,
when Liam pulled me aside.

"What are you doing?"
"Seeing a movie with my two favorite people."
I smiled. and He frowned.
Like a parent disappointed in his
kid's smartass remark, he frowned.
"Kylie. Seriously. What the fuck?"
"I'm happy.."
"But--"
"No. Just let me be happy."
"Fuck it. Whatever."
He threw his arms up, giving in,
And looking away, as if disgusted.
Then added, "This is fucking stupid,
just to let you know...You're being
real stupid."

And it broke my heart. Because
On some level, I understood him
To be completely RIGHT. As usual.

THE END.
There's something else I'm not telling you.