Philophobic Confessions

[dwim]

Prologue: Who The Hell Am I and What the Hell Am I Doing Here?

Love sucks. Sure you've heard that before. Then again, loneliness sucks too.
I'm an usual messy type of guy. Ashes, papers on the floor, clothes not put up, and dishes unwashed. On the second floor of some building near downtown, afternoon, heads under the covers. That's me. I'm the one who dance alone behind locked doors. The shouts of poetry that you hear in the next room, that voice is mine. The music that is entering and disturbing your sleep early in the dark morning, I am your wake up call with an electric guitar. The one you've watched stepping out of his door then leaving in a hurry. That's me running. Running for my dear life. That's me you see trying to get away and hide from loneliness.
My name is Trevor. I'm twenty five years old. Single. This is all about my fuck ups and becoming the bachelors of all bachelors. This is the confession I have to make. The confession of a philophobic. Philophobia, the fear of falling in love. I am afraid to fall in love.
If you must know how I'm writing this, I'm in my apartment with hardwood floors and stucco walls. I'm barefooted, wearing blue jeans, and I'm topless. I think you can see my dark green boxers peeking out from top of the jeans.

[Dano]

Pretty damn good, dwim. Definitely slam-material.

[gollum]

um...i think i'm gonna have to hang that on my door when i move in to school next week.

that's awesome. i dig it a lot. i especially like the long, descriptive paragraph. (makes me think of the line in ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb, "i'm the one you've been waiting for!1")

pretty kool, my man.

-g

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Sometimes i think everyone on this board is crazy. The rest of the time i'm sure. -Dan
somehow i see [gollum] clinging to a tower and rousingly calling for a new world order. -starky

all in all is all we all are