Moon of dreams

Alex got rejected tonight. Fail.

You know, my sister and I have a lot in common, or at least we're starting to have more in common or I'm starting to realize it more. I don't know. But we have this thing where we start talking out loud to ourselves and others in third person when things feel awkward or we're feeling down.

We also have a common loneliness. I gave her a pep talk tonight about college before I went to a Halloween dance and got rejected after dancing real close with this one guy, who I basically went to the entire party for. Fuck this

My patience is killing me. I probably shouldn't have waited this long to start dating or going on the prowl, although for obvious reasons it was a safer thing to wait. And besides, I didn't even wait the full period - in Paris I let that guard down and I slipped and fell. How was I supposed to know the road was slippery, though?

I have to be honest, right now I'm down for anything, no matter how quick the other guy wants to round the bases. But right now my OBP is .000, and when I got on, it was a reached-on-error both times.

Down for anything except being left for nothing.

At ease, brain.
At ease, heart.

Goodnight, moon.