Keeping up with the jones’

I saw him again.

While he was reaching for his drink, I spotted his palm. He had “nobody” written there, as if he was just looking for someone to write their name there to replace that emptiness.

I’m a basketcase. But I think I’m in love. Which really means I’m infatuated and horribly shallow. The pain is quick, severe.

Vincent is coming over tonight for afterdinnerdrinks.  =)


1 Response to “Keeping up with the jones’”

  1. August 30, 2007 at 2:53 am

    … it’s like one of three blogs i read regularly now. i need more Jolie!

    i will reciporicate, how is that? we’ll talk soon… what kind of books do you like?

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