at eleven in the morning you roll me over to tell me i've already missed an hour of dawsons creek, joey's acting ridiculously emotional again, and the coffee you've made is awfully cold. at twelve pm we draw the blinds and watch crazy moon and you burn the popcorn but we eat it anyway. at one forty-five my polka-dot dress is already on and you put ( Read more... )

do you ever wonder about why people stare at you sometimes? i do most always, i think whether they are looking at me because they think it would be interesting to get to know me, they think i'm hideous and that i should put on make-up, or they're just staring because they don't really intend to stare at anyone really; i just happen to be there. i ( Read more... )

we've knocked off both of our shoes on the patio deck as the harvest moon grows big in the dark blue sky, and you slide down my cherry cocktail dress with the company of a coy smile, i curl my fingers around your work shirt buttons and press them from beginning to end until the crisp unfoils and leaves my hands with your smooth skin. we float ( Read more... )

summer is sweet and sometimes it smells like ripening exotic fruits and honey and apricot pies. and when im sitting in the backyard the scented cool breezes come drifting through and as i close my eyes and tilt my head back it runs throughout my loose clothes and dances upon my skin like tiny fingertips. my last days of school have been spent ( Read more... )

post in my set of comments one of the following ( Read more... )

i'm terrible with my homework lately. i am on page one of a forty page screenplay that is due on thursday. i didnt get accepted into the only university i wanted to get into. i got my puppy on friday and he is all i hang out with and i like it the best when he sleeps on my knees.
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give one or two mesmerizing facts or qualities about the certain person you're currently crushing over!:

i'll slip my bare leg over the arm of the chair, you'll tangle your fingers through the waves in my hair and whisper weary lyrics, something about green eyes and light hair. in dark afternoons while the record player slowly wears on, you'll twirl me once, then twice more and tell me, "tiny dancer, my love for you is brighter than the evening's ( Read more... )

there was a day this week, when it took one foot step to fill a sidewalk block, the sky went from purple to blue to pink and the cooling mist from the rain barely touched my skin. you should thank the moon for being so beautiful on nights like these. do you know what else is beautiful? beth chekola, midnight car rides in the passenger seat with ( Read more... )

last night i had a dream that lasted until i was still half asleep and my mom was in the midst of dragging me out of my bed. a dream of a perfect boy, with a face that still remains unclear, who sat knee to knee with me and talked non-stop lovely talk. i was cleaver too and i was very cute and i most certainly got asked out on a date. it's funny i ( Read more... )