December 2010
December Baby
The fire was crackling, and our faces, pressed against one another, were just close enough to feel the heat of the flames. The blanket was soft and warm over our cold, wet bodies. The ground was hard beneath us but we hardly noticed. The house was still and quiet aside from our friction and breathing.
Everything was so scenic. She was perfect.
For a first time, it ran as if it had been...
Marry You - Bruno Mars
“Don’t say no, no,...
When I Was A Young Girl - Feist
<3
kaleidoscope: It’s funny and weird that there are... →
akuat:
It’s funny and weird that there are no good words, in common usage, to describe people who like stuff, broadly: films, magazines, books, music, art, fashion, news, high-, low-, and middlebrow. For example: most of the people reading this.
Think about that range of people, and then think of the…
“You won’t burn in hell. But be nice anyway.”
– Ricky Gervais: Why I’m An Atheist (via travors)
“I don’t care who you love. If you love this country enough to risk your life for...”
– Senator Ron Wyden, Democrat of Oregon. On Saturday, the Senate cleared the way for repealing the Pentagon’s ban on gay men and lesbians serving openly in the military. (via newsweek)
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3
The Past Will Always Feel All Too Present
“I’m sorry” and “I love you” aren’t what needs to be heard.
She and I are so in love, but that won’t fix this. This is something that neither of us can repair, because neither of us can reverse it. I want to kill the one who hurt her, and I know she wants to do the same in my case.
But the only things we can do are hold each other, cry and move forward...
When? How? Why?
When did the most responsible, successful, handsome boy crumble? When did he become such a weak and torn and broken man? Where did the boy who took me to the playground go? The one who came to every birthday party and took pictures of me for his photography class and never rejected me when I asked him to take out the Slip ‘N Slide and play with me? The one who, even after the break up, was...
It's A Big Deal
When I can’t come up with words.
I always have the words. Sometimes I have difficulty putting them down on paper, or this page, because I want to make sure they’re perfect… that anyone who reads them will understand the emotion behind each one.
But tonight, I can’t even organize them in my own head. I am feeling things that I don’t even think have words to describe...
As Monday Inches Closer...
…and my body draws me into sleep, I can’t help but reflect.
It was a long, crazy, week. So all I can really do is highlight the things sticking out in my half-conscious mind.
Got 100 on my Johnny essay
Experimented with the faux-hawk
Bought 95% of the Christmas presents I need to
Felt sick
Felt invincible
Did zero homework
Got an 80 on my AP US test
Saw Taylor 6 out of the 7...
Three Years Later...
And the Question Game is still so much fun <3
Tomorrow will not only be our ninth (holy shit) mensiversary, but also the three year aniversary of the first time she came to my house.
Time is flying and I can’t wait to see where we land.
The Air is Cleared
It took some awkward silences, tongue biting, thinking-before-speaking, and a few tears, but we got through tonight better than I think we have ever gotten through anything like that before.
We’re getting better with all of the pain from the past. And we’re figuring out what few ends still need to be tied in order for us both to know all the things we always should have.
She is so...