04 December 2010

They don't love you like I love you.

How to make a planet: A large cool cloud of hydrogen and helium begins to collapse under its own self gravity. This leads to increased temperature and rate of motion. The result is a rapidly rotating disk of gas and dust.

This time he tells him. This is okay because I figure out that he uses my sex for revenge. This is okay because he makes me tea right after and eggs over easy with bacon for breakfast and drives me to school. We take his son to see Rain, the Beatles tribute band. His son was named for John Lennon. We rarely talk after this.

The reason I don’t go to AA is not because I want to drink, even though I do, but because if I can learn to live with out alcohol I am scared I will learn to live with out other things too. Like over tweezing my eyebrows and Jewish men and tattoos.

On a night, I meet a boy in a bar. I say boy because he is twenty-three. I sit next to him for no reason other than he reminds me of a man I once loved. He is lovely to talk to and when I put my face near his I can feel his energies enter my body through my nasal cavity. It may have just been cigarette smoke or cocaine.

I have a propensity for strange and unconventional relationships.

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