The burden of loving someone
May be better than loving no one

goodnight

What if...?
What if is the sinking feeling underneath your skin when hidden memories reach the surface for air. What if cannot be touched, it is not constant or enduring, it is not genuine or fearless. What if is a yearning, it is the greatest risk, it is unwary and relentless.

What if...?
It does not exist.

dimanche secrets

Would you mind if I call u sweetheart?
I found your voice upon my tape
and I was listenin' to you
til I fell asleep it was getting late
and I know it's you out on the sidewalk
I was hoping I would meet
something always hits me
but it ain't concrete beneath my feet
and it's not cold
it's not the heat

is this love? is this it?
if it is I like it
and if it's love
please stay love, don't go away love
don't go away

pehhhpper on your poppycosh?

Mmm pepper. So I haven't had the best week, for reasons I won't mention, but the weather was nice and I was able to enjoy lunch between classes and rediscovered love that was The Format streaming from my headphones. After a three hour Physics lab, I got home and went into the bathroom to find a huge chunk of pepper sitting on the groove along my gum and incisor tooth. I can't imagine how many people in my lab and friends walking by on their way to class that I greeted, looked at me for a second, then didn't know whether to mention something or laugh as I smiled. Needless to say I bent over from laughing until my stomach started to ache and tears were welling in my eyes.

The moral of the story, kiddies is no matter how well you know a person, lend a hand: tell a girl that she's got junk in her grill.