I try to live with sincerity but there are some things you just can't reveal to anyone...until you start a blog.
There are times when I need to leave him be, when he's got to go away for me to realize just how much I miss him. Do something ridiculous to push me away only to pull something equally ridiculous and have me back more rabid than before.
Life Is A Pigsty
How can I develop such devotion to someone I will never actually know?!
Armed with a watch sporting his dramatic visage and a tattoo devotional on the horizon my recent flirtation with Steven Patrick Morrissey has become an all-out obsession.
Guaranteed to be an unbearable bore in person I am best left obsessing about the idol I've come to hold in higher esteem than most actors, authors, firemen, parents, saintly ex-girlfriends, mariachi bands and both popular and hated musicians.
He must be destroyed for me to be free!
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