dreams and sleep i had another dream last night about the diarylander who really doesn't get on here much these days but about whom i've dreamt before. it's always interestingly romantic, in almost just a sweet way. and of course, in the dream, it feels like i truly know this person. i truly miss having anything slightly romantic be sweet. it's all about fucking anymore. way less about holding hands. way less about a sweet first kiss. more about how well does this person's way of fucking mesh with my own? the sweetness is gone. i made the Responsible Adult Decision to not go stay the night with this new dude on friday night after the weezer/pixies show. yay adulting. boo everything else.
03.06.19