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occ orchard ridge campus photo department makes me want to jump off a clift. i'm not allowed to be creative. fuck that shit.
i spend most of my days in my box or chair lift a PK.
monday dec. 12th
i really want to kiss him so bad right now... when i'm not reading or making up crazy theorys in my head all i can think about is my love for him and his beautiful soul. I turn on incubus or other music that makes me think of him and daydream of amazing colors and patterns of our souls and deep love flowing together. I love him so much... beyond words beyond sexual attraction beyond all fake and materialistic things.
purely.
I love him.4.his aura of beauty. insanely amazing mind.<3
his thoughts way outside. mine doven way deep within. an equal balance...
ilh.4. the way he makes me feel inside. the way it feels when he kisses me...
4. how his soul fits and flows perfectly with mine
and 4. how i feel my craziness finally has a purpose when i'm with him
....... i close my eyes alone in my box. Aqueous Transmission fills my ears. warm tears start driping from my eyes
(maybe because i've been an emotional reck lately???)
My imagination takes me to this magnificent place filled with jungles, oceans, mtns., flowered fields, and rolling hills. (how amazing would that really be..)
and i continue to cry... only because i've never been so happy in my life.
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FRIDAY DEC. 16th
drifting off... why waste my time in this world anyways...
........sorrounded by the water. mmm the sweet yet bitter smell of salt water lingers through the air.
the palms of the trees rustle in the wind. I walk a little further. There he is... (is he really real? or is he just another made up dream?)
my heart suddenly fills with great warmth. His skin a beigey peach. I wrap my arms around him and lay my tan face against his warm freckled back. ( freckles<3) theres something about his back that i absolutly love.
coming back to reailty i realize theres no ocean or palm trees just a bunch of skiiers/snowboarders/ and snow.
i spend most of my days in my box or chair lift a PK.
monday dec. 12th
i really want to kiss him so bad right now... when i'm not reading or making up crazy theorys in my head all i can think about is my love for him and his beautiful soul. I turn on incubus or other music that makes me think of him and daydream of amazing colors and patterns of our souls and deep love flowing together. I love him so much... beyond words beyond sexual attraction beyond all fake and materialistic things.
purely.
I love him.4.his aura of beauty. insanely amazing mind.<3
his thoughts way outside. mine doven way deep within. an equal balance...
ilh.4. the way he makes me feel inside. the way it feels when he kisses me...
4. how his soul fits and flows perfectly with mine
and 4. how i feel my craziness finally has a purpose when i'm with him
....... i close my eyes alone in my box. Aqueous Transmission fills my ears. warm tears start driping from my eyes
(maybe because i've been an emotional reck lately???)
My imagination takes me to this magnificent place filled with jungles, oceans, mtns., flowered fields, and rolling hills. (how amazing would that really be..)
and i continue to cry... only because i've never been so happy in my life.
________________________________________________________________________________________
FRIDAY DEC. 16th
drifting off... why waste my time in this world anyways...
........sorrounded by the water. mmm the sweet yet bitter smell of salt water lingers through the air.
the palms of the trees rustle in the wind. I walk a little further. There he is... (is he really real? or is he just another made up dream?)
my heart suddenly fills with great warmth. His skin a beigey peach. I wrap my arms around him and lay my tan face against his warm freckled back. ( freckles<3) theres something about his back that i absolutly love.
coming back to reailty i realize theres no ocean or palm trees just a bunch of skiiers/snowboarders/ and snow.