i took a four hour nap today i haven t had a cigarette...

i took a four hour nap today. i haven't had a cigarette in 24 hours. and i'm in a surprisingly good mood. i have 200 pages to read for my soc classes and a paper to write for creative writing and some shit to do for my health class. and i haven't done anything today except freak the fuck out of misty while making cookies because she's all obsessive about everything being perfect and i eat out of the batter bowl. fun, yes. so, i have been bumming out today and i collected a bunch of older pictures... read more

Title: Desiderata Author: J S Cavalcante ( j_s_cavalcante ) Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski Rating: NC-17 Length: ~14,500 words Why I'm reccing this fic: It was an awesome Seekrit Santa season! There were three fics, in particular, that hit me right in the kink. First, I should not have been surprised that JS Cavalcante was the author of one of my favorites, as her fic last year was as well. This year, she she used one of my favorite storytelling devices--the unreliable narrator. Ray...

Title: The Cigarette Pairing or Characters: Jones/Dan Ashcroft Summary: Dan wants that cigarette. Jones wants something else. Word Count: 2298 Rating: NC-17 Warnings: graphic sex and drug use Disclaimer: Nathan Barley characters belong to their creators, not me. Author’s Notes: beta'd by Elthegeneral. :D Thanks, buddy. After refusing multiple invitations to go out, Dan still got suckered in to attending the club that night. He didn’t know what the event was for -- some twit's birthday? Another...

I am fully aware that no one will read this... but I have never cared about it before... Title: Happy Birthday Love Pairings: ZoSan Warnings: None Rating: G (oh the shame) Disclaimer: Don't own anything, poor, suing is a waste of time... Happy Birthday Love For Zoro the morning began with a yawn. He ran a calloused hand through the mess of green fuzz that graced his head and swung out of his hammock. Closing the door to the boy’s dorm soundlessly, he climbed the rope ladder to the crow’s...

Singing loudly in the car: We've all done it, at least hopefully. If you have not, and find yourself thinking that I'm weird well let me tell you that I am not. You are weird, and probably have no soul…singing in the car is very therapeutic. Therapy is exactly what I need at this moment. Lacking that I am forced to go with the next best thing: cigarettes and driving fast. I would sing, but I don't feel like it. If I don't feel like doing something I generally don't do it...

I haven't written in here in a very long time. 2007 has been a complete wreck thus far. I regret feeling and acting shitty after it happened. I rolled over. I smoked a cigarette, and I left. It was probably one of the worst feelings I have ever had. That's all that has been running through my mind. My dad is worried about me but proud of me; he's convinced that I'm on drugs. I feel like I am raising myself. How different would I be if Mom was still here? I wouldn't know any of you. I wouldn't be...