The Enemy of the Good (eideteker) wrote,
The Enemy of the Good

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I fell asleep wanting to post this

Not this. Something, anything, so that y'all could stop working.

I was transformed last night... I was healed by love and understanding.

I'd be doing what I described in that seppuku poem. And it was killing Michelle.

Once again, you can't love somebody if you don't love yourself. But not the way I thought. I thought that you wouldn't be capable of love; that loving was a sign you loved yourself. Not so. But you can't really love someone and not yourself because your self-hatred will tear them apart with you, and that's not the kind of thing you do to someone you love. Not exactly a Catch-22, but maybe you've got the idea.

Dammit, I am a pretty fucking cool guy. And not just because of the amazing women I've dated and almost dated. I'm not defined by their interest in me (now you know why I was such a whore for attention).

Where do I go from here? Up, I hope. Oh, and west, to the city of Trees.
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