I really need to learn how to stop fixating on the idea of people. I latch on to these ideal situations and torture myself when they completely fall apart. But you kissed me through your Halloween mask and we danced wrapped up in each other for hours and you told me about your cat and I met him and love him but I walked in to see you wrapped up in someone else. On your couch. In pajamas. And you smiled at me and I melted all over again and I was back at the venue letting you see my soul while we sober swayed amidst a sea of intoxicated bodies and all I saw was you. I am a mess of tangled ends and open arms while you are creaky elbow fleeting.
like wind and waves.
painfully awkward, and rightfully so.empty text post
cold/tired/lonely
the most fun compilation of adjectives ever.
i burnt my tongue and i have at least three more cups of coffee to drink because i refuse to waste an entire pot. drinking coffee with a burnt tongue is awful. WOES OF LIFE. i need to sleep but im gonna continue to sit here and make dumb text posts instead.
no money but i ordered a gorgeous silver spoon ring anyway because i lost my two most favorite, perfect rings and it still makes me so sad every morning when i put on different ones.
i’m going to start watching misfits
because i cant sleep and theyre on hulu.
off for a swim
because the sun is perfect right now.
