what could i say to you except that i love you, and i'd give me life for yours

somethign about being conscious at 6 makes me want to interconnect with somebody, anybody. not out of depression or anything like that, it's just that there's noone on at all, and you've already did pretty much anything you meant to do, so your just still awake, listening to music, when you suddenly discover something, like a great song you forgot ( Read more... )

restlessness, things unspoken.

in half remembered dreams i sleep

jello shot night is tonite. 124 s. penn street. bellefonte, pa.

be there beaches. We are talking massive

I'm neither dead nor single. I am in fact head over heels for this girl. i had planned on making this quite a larger entry, but the truth is that as soon as i start to compose an entry, i have more to do. There aren't enough hours in the day anymore. I need to mak emy living, spend as much time as possible with the misty-cat, hang with my ( Read more... )

easily the highpoint of the evening

I'm going to go pee of the front porch, drinking a beer

they aren't desperate for love and affection, no they're desperate for you.

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