I understand this blog has become a haphazard, catastrophic mess of thoughts.
It's been over a year since I moved back to California, much has changed.
Catwoman is getting into harder drugs and her personality has changed completely.
It's as if she lost herself, or maybe she never knew herself at all.
Snuff did coke with a stripper on his birthday, I'm mortified by the conversation that followed between us.
What's happened to everyone?
The Jester finally lost his virginity at twenty years old, and his love for the idea of who he thought Catwoman was finally subsided.
His roommate is a douchebag...
Satan has become my only semi-sane friend, but he's extremely bipolar.
I enjoy his company though; and strangely enough, I think he enjoys mine too.
Except for the ever-present sexual tension between us...
I won't sleep with him for two reasons; the first being that a part of me still loves him deeply, and the second is that he's a very emotional person.
I don't know what it would do to our friendship if we went down that road.
I guess to sum all this up, we're all lost.
Nobody knows who they are, because we're at an awkward age...
We're all trying to figure out who we are.
A completely unrelated subject;
I've been totally obsessed with Pinup fashion and Pastel Goth lately.
Also Bruce Campbell, Army of Darkness is a movie that everyone should watch and enjoy.
And my kitty...
His name is Merlin.
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