I want to feel the warmth that radiates from her. I want to feel her lips against mine. I want to touch that hair so soft like mink. I want to feel the sand between my toes as we walk down the beach and I can feel her hand in mine
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chris, i am so drunk right now so bear with me. your writing lately has been incredible. i hope you dont mind me adding your journal to my friends list, and don't stop alkowing your thoughts to be set free.
No, Joey, I don't mind. But it will only be a matter of time before it all goes back to same old crap that it always was. I was never a good writer and I figured that you had finally accepted that, I had no idea that you still read. You may add me if you like, though I think the only reason you are enjoying this post is because you are drunk and I won't be surprised if you decide to delete me again. I still suck, always have.
I want to taste the flavored lip gloss that she wears. I want to taste her kisses when we are alone. I want to taste the tips of her fingers as she presses them to my mouth when there is no need for words.
and my boyfriends wore Carmex. To this day i only wear carmex to serve as a reminder.
well, it wasn't always this easy. There were times of hate and despair of why did i ever's and regrets. then i began fine tuning and became someone that doens't do that and no longer were there regrets there were learning experiences and life lessons. plus i had already made the decision so why think about a decision that had already been made, you can't change it after the fact, you might as well make the best of what that decision gave you. both relationships were worth remembering for all the good and all the bad that happened because of them. Sometimes it isn't that i want to be reminded, more so that i need to be reminded sometimes so that i don't make the same mistakes and so that i can find the same delightful behaviours again.
Dude that was way funny, I may actually use that four food groups thing if I can find a way to alter it into meaningful subject matter. But that is the challenge of art, the challenge of expression, the challenge of writing.
And you can go find your own kisses to taste, ya bastard.
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i hope someday you do achieve what you want.
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I hope so too, I just have no idea how to do it.
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and my boyfriends wore Carmex. To this day i only wear carmex to serve as a reminder.
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i'm just fucking with ya ted. anyway good stuff, i want to taste her kisses too, if you know what i mean?
I'm done now, i apologize for all of that up there^^^^^^^^^^^^
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And you can go find your own kisses to taste, ya bastard.
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