i feel like a schmuck. like i suffered a love stroke. like i was overtaken by a flash of lightening and didn't get to see anything, just left with an overwhelming sense of awe. i hate questioning feeling. i told myself i wouldn't i use that word so liberally. But I did. I used it and it felt fine. And we looked at each other - made eye contact ( Read more... )

and further blossoms in the mind of the willful.

my shoulders are sore. i've found a few new bruises. i've found a new reason to smile. i've found a new reason to cry.

i feel absurd in the company of anyone else, and ecstatically irrational in her company.

my heart feels like the violent femmes on e.

i haven't been keep exceptionally close track, but it seems to me that it's been about a month now that sarah and i and been together in some capacity ( Read more... )

everyone should partake.

I’m becoming afraid for myself ( Read more... )

how can so few words come to mind when so many images, sounds, tastes and smells do? a complete assault of the senses ( Read more... )

i can't even begin to properly describe. but somehow, everything comes together.

Getting to know people first is kind of over-rated. You have as long as you know a person to know get to know them, why aggrandize the unimportant ( Read more... )

good times man...
good times.

so... the weekend could have gone better in general ( Read more... )