Things have been slow around my corner of the Internet lately.
I'm leaving Florida again soon and I will miss it, --seems like every time I get settled, I have to leave. 2013 was a disappointment. One year closer to 30, one year closer to death, millions of opportunities missed, and so on. I don't really remember anything significant.
I am tired of life tonight.
I want Sire tonight, and movies, --maybe Thirst, and I might write something for him. Cigarettes, wine, book, romantic, vulgar fiction with blood, romance and death.
Very blue, pick me up Louis, and take me down to the infirmary...
And then... you know, this too...
