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+The Girl+
+I Am+ |
the crazy blur of it all sometimes the days all seem to blur into one big long week, and you never really know what happened when and why you tried to figure it out in the first place. this has been one of those weeks. the ice, the snow, the bitchy mom, the missing dad, and the friends who cease to exist when they are needed most. not my MLKČ friends of course, but beyond that.. rightyo then. my daddy is in brazil. he and my mom lied to everyone and said he was in miami. of course, i knew better - why else would he need an at&t international number, and an express visa and passport, and all of this different stuff. but i figured he was in europe somewhere. mm.. so there's this boy. oh there's always a boy. but this one is bad bad news. he is an incredible person - or so he seems - and makes me soul smile. he is sweet, and poetic, and.. ahh. reminds me of this other certain boy - minus the pessimism. my boy is nothing but sunshine, lollipops and rainbows. he is one of the few that "appreciates" my writing - i use these terms loosely - and i kinda want him to read more. he writes too - quite well - more like very very well. his every word is like something out of my wildest dreams. he also has an insane sense of humor, and i can talk to him about pink pants. i know he's not gay, but he is.. older. as in out of college and gettin his masters at state. this will probobly evolve into nothingness, but it's always nice to have another friend. especially one this cool. i also like this boy - one who's actually close to my age, unattached, and "willing". i'm not sure if he likes me - i know we have some history.. but i wanna try this. i hope he realizes that. maybe he wants to try this as well.. well i'm off to write some more. i'm feeling "inspired" tonight. hmm.. +The Last Five+ |