ecstasy, as we gown down, slowly. . .

HI FRANZ! *no ones there*
That's okay. Here's a quick recollection of the wonders of the recent times-so that I can reflect during the future harder ones to come. Inevitably.

My boyfriend is a superhero, but people call him Fudge. I'm eating peanuts.

Actually...I'm thinking about renigging on that decision to reflect over my week...
It's been nuts. I'm listening to STRFKR as I tell you that one of my best friends tried to kill himself I found out today. Nameless, shameless, we all struggle. This struggle is all too surreal and too real all at the same time for me. First it was mom, then Todd, then little Me as the invincible version of the Princess and the Pea...Dad, little sister, ex boyfriend #1, #2. I stopped #3 from jumping off the roof of that building downtown and when #4 said "I'M GUNNA JUMP!" I was tired. I told him, "just do it then", and ThankFuckingGod he didnt. Because we wouldnt be where we are today. Say what you mean Dallas. Be cautious the power of the vessel you choose. We are mightier than we think, even when we are weak. Still eating peanuts. All suicide aside; my boyfriend is a superhero and Karen O likes to serenade me YouTube style with songs dedicated to my better "Hysteric" moments. Very reminiscent of Cat Power. Hang Heavy, you suddenly complete me, you suddenly complete me. A FUCKING SUPERHERO! HE HAS CHANGED SHAPES! He can fly without wings when he's in crazy situations-he calls on vastly more powerful morals than that of a human being. HE'S A SUPERHERO. He preaches the truth when others are scared of it. He doesn't bask in lies, or the shadows of dark sides. HE IS A SUPERHERO- I recognize him because over the years I've lived off a diet of Iron and Wine and I've been looking for a superman. He is something different, and I don't think I full really truly realized his capabilities until he stepped into the light. I can stroll along, whistling like a spiritual gangster floating on air and the Nike's my boyfriend bought me, singing "MY BOYFRIEND IS A SUPERHERO AND I DIDNT EVEN KNOW IT WAS HIM!". He's been saving my ass for so long, I think I neglected to truly give him credit for all the good he has inside. I just have always thought he was beautiful anyways, but it's glaring now. Like the sun, except he just doesn't burn my eyes. I drink him up through blue pools, and feed my quiet halftime soul. Celebrate? 90 reasons a day, until I owe him more! vague vague vague-cunt, and prettttyyyyy (my make up was returned to me). I think the chances of that was like 1/100 addicts? lucky duck.

<3 goose *smack & RUN*