Devious Journal Entry
Isolatedlack of inspiration, i guess.
could have something to do with getting run ragged at school. yeah, probably.
at home.her name would mean "princess", and id swear fealty with my heart.at home.
her hair would be thick and full, but the colour wouldn't really matter. id love it regardless of whether it was inky black or bright red.
id run my fingers through it and scratch the back of her head, like scratching a cat, but much more intimate. it would send shivers down her spine and make her close her eyes and arch her back because id know exactly how to do it.
id poke the end of her nose, or lean in close to tickle it with my teeth, because she would scrunch it up in amusement and give me a playful smile, and maybe try to get her
a girlso i once dated a girl. shock and horror, i know. it was for about a 2 and a half year stretch, but towards the end it was more on and off because something became unstable. perhaps it was her going off to college and being exposed to new ideas. ill probably never know, and i guess it doesn't matter.a girl
it still hurts like hell though.
i used to tell her i was always thinking about her, from the moment i woke up to when i fell asleep each night. we had been together for about a year when i went on a summer vacation to europe to see family, and it just about killed me. i couldn't stand being halfway across the world fr
childhood memoriesmemory is a funny thing. entirely subjective, obviously. you only remember details that are important to you. or things that are strange, that dont fit. or amusing things. but it fades so quickly.. as if the transition from short to long term shears off all the sharp images and you're left with smooth, unclear mirrors of your past. thinking of what has been is like wandering through a fog. you see shapes, colours, vague outlines of what you're looking for. voices seem either distant, mumbled or spoken through static.childhood memories
the odd things, the important ones.. apparently include waddling up to a bunk bed as a child. being placed in the
HELLO! I demand that you go join
*bounces*
Oh yes, and I am seventeen now (well tomorrow but whateva, thats when you will see me)!
*more bouncing*
*glomps you*
*screams again then runs away*
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~smile, life is fantastic
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