a tribute to not moving one emotional muscle...

What happens when the girl inside grows up and meets the girl outside? Will there be war or tears or poetry or sex or puncture wounds or fantasy coloration or country songs or

Just read my entry from this time last year on ghostlights favorites. And it's like time hasn't passed. I still concern myself with the things I have not. It's still late when I should be sleeping. I am still alone in the world and ONLY wanting not to be.

This wedding will probably be difficult for me. But I get to fake tan and an ugly pink dress and a free manicure so who really cares right?? Sigh.

Thou shall not over think tonight. Just say good night.