I could ramble about oh so many things. that strangers and friends alike would decrypt and make about you. but this one is not about you. this one is about the overwhelming coldness of snow. How i got paid to sit in a semi-napping way yesterday. how worried i am that winter will last forever. this one is about everyday fears that arise and make me ( Read more... )

what have i done.
i don't know but its been done
so i hope its good.
i hope its all late night talks
and adventures.
and no tears.
and no need for more.

with all that happens to me ( Read more... )

Yesterday was a bad idea ( Read more... )

Your happily ever after, is my final blow ( Read more... )

this summer i plan to smoke even more parliments. drink more jack. wear short things and curl my hips down southern streets.
you won't exist in that reality. you just can't
M

Grew Up~ an intense process that i only figured out was happening yesterday when you oh so not so subtly placed your hand in my hair and played with a loose curl.I oh so not so subtly shifted. you noticed. I feel pangs of something that tell mee i am looking for something you do not possess. Its weird to look into your eyes and feel like i should ( Read more... )

The names of my children will be:
Otis Stokely Moruarte
Milo Blue Moruarte
Liam(william) Clift Moruarte

sometimes i am afraid i am not going to do anything significant or rewarding in my life.
I think Nica is the only one who truly understands the depth of that statement.
yet we haven't spoken in months.
that also scares me.
M

I've got all these thoughts running through my head...liike they have somewhere to go, but theres no other place for them.see?