it is nice to have a home again, i've never been so happy to see dust collecting on my family's things.

he is nowhere to be found, but still sits next to me. i think what makes it so hard isn't necessarily the ending, but the remembrance of how it was in the beginning. how did we stray so far? where did all the long drives, little presents, surprise visits, and good sex go? lately it's just been tears and frustration. each kiss feels like we've ( Read more... )

Why would I lie to someone i love? Who I know will love me unconditionally, regardless of whether I am perfect or not. This question has been occupying my mind for the majority of last night and this morning. And, after all this contemplative thought, I have yet to find my answer. It seems impulsive, it seems horrible, it seems silly and pointless ( Read more... )

thursday night my house burned down, tis true.

SUMMER! KISSES! OCEANS! LOVERS! SIBLINGS! SUNDRESSES!


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eating pussy is exactly how i imagined it.

life is so fucking weird. it shocks me every time something i do or say has an effect on someone other than myself. when i show affection, greed, callousness, vulnerability, wit, or any other cause-and-effect quality. why can't i just turn myself completely inward? i feel like everyone is temporary but myself, everyone is fragile but me. as far as ( Read more... )

... husband en route to israel

... successfully completed my first sewing class

... hair is growing out nicely

... waking up at 5 a.m. to go running

... fasting tomorrow!

... enjoying every minute of sunlight

... studying for art history

... "bustin' a jack"

... getting some rest <3

AYO for Yayo is currently my favorite song.