the moment fractured

it's strange. i promised i would write this for you but as i sit down to write it all seems too strange to tell the story. or rather, to finish the story i was going to tell, in light of everything that has happened since may 19th.

so i'll finish it for you. because i felt, and i still feel, like it is a story that needs telling. but it will seem somewhat soured. sullied. you'll feel it even as you're reading it. because of what was. and what could have been.

so what i will tell you is not actually the posts that i had planned. originally this was going to be a 4 post series. you've read 2 of them. Hopeless Romantic Seeks Filthy Whore and Grab My Button. the other 2 were going to be The Moment and The Next Day. but now i'm just going to tell the story in simple form all at once. more bullet points. not the stream of consiousness that typically defined the series until now. more of a simple observer's perspective i would say. or not. i don't know. rather... 5 simple words. it is what it is.

so if that still interests you. stay tuned... you'll hear it.


  1. I'm on the edge of my seat!!! Can't wait to find out what happens next...



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