i just called

to say i love you



been on a stevie wonder kick this week

november 20th

was the last time i updated my pen blog. further proof i can't keep anything going.




also, i wish i had a person out there somewhere that was as happy to see me every day as my dog is.

i love you, kahuna

my friend asked me

if i made up the weird, sometimes seemingly nonsensical shit i type in bulletins or what.

i told him that sometimes i do, but a lot of the times it is just lyrics from whatever song i was listening to.

i typed this whole thing with ymy eyes closed.

i often think

that life would be easier if i had some higher power to look up to.

i have two sisters

and two brothers

i am connor

and i have an inferiority complex the size of texas when it comes to X

sick and tired

sick and fucking tired of everything being about you. you're who i think of, who i write about, who i want to talk to hang out with take to lunch catch a flick with just be with play a game with walk the streets with see the sights with have a drink with sit in the hottub with take pictures of take pictures with cook with bake with sit with stand with, who i want to hold and comfort and let know it will be ok and you will be loved and do everything with.

fucking sick. fucking tired.