novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- why i prefer to be single unless i find that rare, wonderful thing: a best friend to partner with. I have not called two of my oldest best friends the few days I've been in Ventura. I am not in the best mood for it: yesterday, my dad likened me to a dog and joked around, trying to put a dog collar around my neck. If I could only make you understand, I would. But it would take a novel, and I'm just starting to realize that. I'm just starting to realize the novel. And I will never, never in my life heed a man's command. I never have, and I never will. I have to temper this indignation with patience otherwise it is very hard to trust any man. 12:19 am - 03.11.08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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