word has come down from the mountain that mr. bobby midnight is waiting to meet me
i saw the mirror in the background and immediately oriented myself in that big house. i knew exactly where resplendent bobby midnight now stands like a sentry awaiting my arrival
it has been a long time since i last gazed into that mirror . . . since i was last reflected in it . . .
and then i found this photo again . . . RIP to bobby’s brother bubb . . . i miss him :,(
:,)
Tonight . . . the Ryan Hater’s Club reunites in Hollywood, California . . .
Currently flying high above the wastes of Arizona to catch my connecting flight in Phoenix, which is home to one of my least-favorite airports . . . I once described it here as “a funeral home the size of a football field” . . .
Mentally preparing myself for a week of rentless Ryan Hatery . . .
I can take it . . . I’ve been taking it my whole life!!
just fyi this is the kind of insubordination i reluctantly tolerate from my intern!!!
(jk love ya girl)
((elina the estonian girl is and has always been a good and faithful friend to me. i am lucky to know her. anyone would be. ok?))
indeed a fool am i
ryan “the king of self-congratulations” strikes again . . .
hey man . . . i’m always down to pay a compliment to a sister in need of one. it is easy to say kind and true things about leila. i can think of no easier task
(p.s. i need you all more than you need me)
A dissenter of the sun
A dweller in the shadow
A wistful gesture, a wishful thinking
You are just lost in reverie, it’s you as I see
Trying to clip down the sunlight
