always thinkin' of you

How can I tell you that I love you, I love you
I long to tell you that I'm always thinking of you
I'm always thinking of you,
But I can't think of right words to say

happy, happy, joy, joy!

It's not official yet but looks like-- I'm in! It feels kinda weird cuz I thought I had to jump through more hoops. One more chat with another big cheese and it looks like in January I'll be studying my ass off. I'm happy and looking forward to transplant my ass in Wayne.

could use some TLC

Haven't seen some friendly faces lately. Looks like all the nice people are anywhere but here.

draggin' my feet

When I close my eyes to sleep, I hope that I won't wake up. Even if I do get a job, what satisfaction will that bring? I'll probably be always worried about how it's gonna end and whether I'll suffer before I take my last breath. I really don't know what's the point of chugging wearily.

I am bloated, hear me roar!

The uterus is a muscle; hence, it contracts. And when it does, it's just another blinding dysmenorrhea. And I exacerbate it by being still and feeding the inappropriate craving for chocolate. The story of my life -- I am my worst enemy.

kill me, not the turkey

If only it came true, then I wouldn't have to brace myself for another fuckin' holiday. Heads up: Return of Gonzo and Ma's obsession for a fuckin' family portrait!

different shades of the same

Harley: Every time I'm supposed to come see him I trick myself into thinking that it's gonna be different this time. But it never is. It's always just different shades of the same.


Natasha: Good, because... I like you, too. A lot of people walk in and out of my life, Dawson, and... you might not believe what I'm about to say, because I'm an actor and I lie for a living, but... you're one of the only people I ever really wanted to stick around.

Dawson: I don't know what to believe... but I love my life. I... wake up most mornings pinching myself that I get to take even a small part in all of this. But... I can't help but feel like it's all an illusion. You know? I mean, it's like it's all just one moment away from disappearing forever.

Natasha: That's because it is. For all I know, this could be my last job. So I'm going to enjoy the experience while it lasts, hug everybody now, because they might not be here tomorrow, and take the experience with me. And if meeting you is all I get out of this one, well, it might just be enough for me.