steam

background music : silent all these years by tori amos

it takes me awhile to digest certain bits and pieces of verbal duels. i am pissed off two weeks after a particular one. it is briggs who takes me back to that conversation.

my blood is simmering. nostrils flaring. eyebrows arched to high heavens.

i think of karate kid's wax on wax off strategy to ward off this impending explosion. jane tells me it is not worth it.


x is sad because he can't find anybody to talk to the way he talks to me. nobody intelligent.


well here's $20, go buy yourself a decent non-alcoholic conversation.

jerk.

i'm not your cheerleader anymore.