you're so vain, you probably think this blog is about you, don't you?

i miss my friend...and when he wasn't, i missed him then too. is there a way i wonder to make cookies out of these crumbs? let's not be rash, i have no expectations, no desire to jeopardize anything we've gained since our path was split, just a hankering for some one who thinks that dead girls dressed as bunnies are funny and the best throw up ever is rainbow sherbert. but harry was right when he said that there is no room for a platonic friendship between a man and a woman. and i was right when i said that you can't be friends with someone you've seen naked...no matter what happens there is always that awkward knowledge of someone else's private parts lingering about your brain...like a guest who's worn out their welcome.

but it's funny because now there's room for truth, it came with the room for friendship and perhaps is only here because we both have someone else....and i don't want any shying away because there's no reason to run from truth.....but there are so many truths, what to do when they face each other instead of walking side by side?