So I was going to reply to Matt's comment with a comment, but it seems like a good way to end this particular blog thread. maybe blogs shouldn't be so honest or personal. maybe writing it all in a journal would be best. honestly, how many of you can sit through another fucking ramble about the same fucking thing, anyway? Especially when you're one of the unfortunate few who have spent hours listening to me talk about it all, too. So, here goes:
yeah... i love that you think that Miami is a city filled with wonderful gay men.
my head says you have a point: let go, move on. my stupid heart, however... The day that my head & my heart are in unison will be fucking monumental. it is what it is, i wish you could just accept that this is the way it's going to be until something or someone incredible happens to change it. i can't fix it, change it or run away from it. i have tried doing all three of those things & although it hid for a while and fooled me into thinking i was all good, it came back around to kick me in the ass. believe me when i tell you that no one knows as well as i do how useless and pointless it all is. but clearly i need to stop talking about it with you guys and that's something i'm going to work on. seems like the best plan. so commence radio silence.
rick
quote: tanya donelly/"every devil" from Whiskey Tango Ghosts, the best album of 2004. that none of you heard.
No comments:
Post a Comment