In case you were wondering...

It has been nearly a year since I left you, yet it still stings when I hear what you told people I was to you.

dream a little dream of..

I wonder if I will ever surrender the fantasy of a quirky little man stalking me (in a pleasing, not frightening manner) and leaving gifts like mixtapes and gadgets and books on my doorstep and/or in my mailbox.

Dehydration Dreams

I had disturbing dreams last night involving sex with friends and helping my brother run from a random man.

I need to drink more water.

I am like you, only different.

I understand the origin of Valentine's Day. I agree that it is a holiday in which the meaning has been slightly skewed, too. It was based on two dudes dying, turned into a day to celebrate love, and is now centered around money and how big of a diamond a man can get a woman.

With that said, I hope that someday, despite our knowledge of the weirdness and silliness surrounding the holiday, someone will hand me a brightly colored piece of cardboard, tell me they love me, and mean it.

I did not want to be right about that.

Just FYI.

Hearing the crying made me equally sad and angry.

why i love Neruda.

quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera haces con los cerezos.


FOR REALZ.

not an ulcer -- just a hole in reality

Stomach aches come from knowing, or thinking, that I am always a victim of timing and/or distance.

I know good when I see it.

I find this frustrating.