What would have made me different if I stayed in California for my teen years? Different location, different friends, different environment. Would this really change me that much? Would I just be more tan, maybe a little more slender, possibly more concerned with material possessions? Maybe I wouldn’t be right here, right now. Maybe I wouldn’t have taken this picture, or even gotten to know you at all. I wouldn’t have gotten to know anyone I know now. I want to be able to imagine my life without everyone, but I know I can’t. I’ve grown attached to Boise. Attached to it’s granola, trees and parks, attached to it’s inhabitants. My happiness lies in the sun, while my heart lies in the happiness of others.
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Hello new beginnings.
I made this blog to feel safe, to feel sane. I lost that feeling. I don’t like blogging anymore. Afraid that you might see, afraid that you might know. I feel exposed and altered in what I can and cannot say.
I think it’s time to say goodbye to this blog, start a new one, a secret one, that no one can see.
0 followers, thank you.
When you go to bed with more butterflies in your stomach than your body can possibly hold.
“Does it make you feel good knowing that I want to see you ‘nude’ and not letting me? Do you get a power trip from being so freakishly unfriendly?” -KPR
YES.
The night I drove all the way to your house just so we could take a bunch of childish photographs in my car.
Gonna grab some afternoon delight.
I have many leather bound books and my apartment smells of rich mahogany.
<3
There is something about setting goals, despite how minuscule and ridiculous they may appear, that just gives me a sense of purpose. I have missed the feeling of caring about anything. I care, I feel, I desire.
You told me that this is the path to adulthood. You may have said this as a joke, and I in turn took it as one. It fit the situation at the time, but everything you say to me I take into account. I need you in my life and I don’t even know you. I see you in my path to adulthood. This sounds so foolish while I read this, but it’s exactly what I mean. We are compellingly opposite and we can learn and teach each other to live a little in a mannered way. Without someone like you, my path will be rocky and probably come to a dead end. I don’t want to have to turn back around until I find the fork where I took a miserable wrong turn.
But who knows, maybe that miserable wrong turn would lead me to do things that I wouldn’t expect, do things that I would never know I was possible of doing.
Information Overload.
-I don’t think you can do anything that will stop me from thinking you are absolutely beautiful.
-I have noticed how often I will glance at you and catch myself smiling.
-I think I might be somewhat obsessed with you. I want to kiss you again, but a kiss with a completely different meaning.
-You have started to make me incredibly happy again.
-I hate the way you look at me now. It’s different an unfriendly.
-When you talk, I want to stab myself in the ears multiple times.
-I can imagine spending the rest of my life with you.
Each of these are different people.
