greenstorm | The Line...

...is, "pale sky before dawn, a man standing on the saddle to bang on the shutters. Shouts. Clear off! What's all the row about! But then he called our names."

Right now, it's a dark sky before dawn.

The world would be asleep, but... actually, everyone is waking up. There are at least two roommates bounding around down there. Oddly, there are no lights in the houses I can see from my window.

Fate is outmaneuvering me. I haven't done the bold, adventurous thing I was gonna do, yet, due to circumstance.

I find myself longing for seduction right now, giving or recieving. Something about flesh-on-flesh, and that tingle, is compelling again.

The world is bigger than I am. It has enough for me, and more than enough, within it. I am surrounded; for a time I was beset.

I ran into my brother on the bus last night, when I was hanging out with my friends. Apparently all guys who like sex with guys think my brothers are 'hot'. This is pretty awesome; they deserve it. It's a little odd, though; I wonder if girls share the feeling, or if they just give off hot-gay-guy vibes?

I'm almost completely tactless right now, but not quite.