A Hodge Podge of Forgotten Things:
Sometimes I see a scene in my head that would make an awesome photo...but I can't figure out how to set it up to capture it. I know exactly what I need to do, but this particular photo I need a couple of characters willing to work with me. Oh well...maybe I'll capture it one day.
"Everyone's Favorite Filipino"
"...I lay here at night trying to shake the taste...of marathon kisses we used to share...seems time can heal the mess that we made...know my heart reminisces when others appear oh...shackled to the bed of past paradise...nothing seems to be pleasing to my eyes...ever since we've run out of words to say oh yeah...other kisses can no longer disguise...desires to revisit past paradise...I love you is the picture I still portray..."
Marathon kisses sound heavenly right now.
Ipod saves my life again...well, okay maybe not my life, but kept me from having to socialize with a guy who seems to roam the mall and stare at me whenever I see him. So many other places he could've sat in the food court and he asks to sit with me. Ipod = Sorry I can't hear you.
*deep heavy sigh*
Running into RekindledCrush again would be sweet.
I would very much like to spend the night sitting on the couch with McDishes or RekindledCrush watching a movie or VH1Soul while enjoying a good head/neck rub and maybe a little bit of hair pulling. A couple of marathon kisses would sweeten the deal.
I'm easy to please.
"Your hands on my hips...pull me right back to you...I catch that thrust...Give it right back to you...You're in so deep...I'm breathin for you...You grab my braids...arch my back high for you...your diesel engine...I'm squirting mad oil on...down on the floor...til my speakers start to boil...I flip shit...quick slip...hip dip...and I'm twisted...in your hands and your lips...and your tongue tricks...and you're so thick...and you're so big..."
Jill, Jill, Jill.
The bouncer helped me adjust my jacket as I slipped it on as we were leaving Bleeker St. It's nice when a man does things like that for you, even when you're perfectly capable of doing it yourself. I almost wanted to hug him and lean in to kiss his cheek like you would an old friend.
Gotta stop eating all this garbage.
"..sometimes my burdens get so heavy...and it seems too hard to bear...sometimes I feel so empty...and it feels like no one's there...somebody said that nothing lasts forever...just the storm so I've been told...but it seems like when it rains it pours...and you know the rain won't last forever..."
I want to dance with him...well really I just want him to hold me close. Let me inhale him. Mmmmm...
"...I wish I could change...I wish I could change...I wish I could stop...Sayin the same old things...I wish I could be...Who u want me 2 be...I wish I could stop...Being the same old me...I wish I could lose...All of my blues...I wish I could stop...Puttin my blues on u...I wish I could love...Like nobody loves...I wish that my goods...Outweighed my bads enough..."
"I'm completely aware that I'm crazy and I'm okay with that." -Me
I AM okay with that.
Reading old blogs I see how much better I was doing than I am now. I was still very much depressed back then, but still doing better. To at least get back to that point would be good. To get back to who I used to be would be even better. One day I hope to get there. Slowly but surely.
"...I'm not tryin ta pressure you...Just can't stop thinkin bout you...You ain't even really gotta be my girlfriend...I just wanna know your name and maybe some time...we can hook up, hang out, just chill..."
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