i was sick today. i woke up at 12:30 and realized i felt like human fecal matter... thus, i haven't showered and was in bed reading until four, when i called nick and we chatted for a while. i then slept, because of my pounding headache, and woke up feeling groggy. eventually i felt better (thanks to mom's magical tray of food<3) and got my ass out of bed to watch harry potter 2. loved it, then came back downstairs and ended up talking to nick until just now. we had a brilliant talk, as per usual. however...
you should really never let me near
photoshop.
i took so many pictures of my lips tonight, out of sheer boredom.
katie come true / son, ambulance. <3
so nick and i talked about "us"... and it was sweet and kind and i love him a lot, regardless of what we are or aren't, will or won't be. i just hope i never lose him as a friend.
so yeah, last night he and meg &dave came over. andy came with me after school, and then dave &megs were supposed to show up later, around 7:30 or 8, after evita &then dinner and some time alone, but david and his obsession with my window at ground level took over... and all of a sudden i was studying, andy was on the computer and there was a knock on my window and next thing i knew there were four kids in my room. then, megan and dave
fell asleep.
everyone left for dinner and nick came 'round at six... but i was asleep. -blushes- i was listening to norah jones and i had a bit of a headache so i lay down and boom.. next thing i knew, nick was at the door. things were lovely &tension-y and we were so cute and teased one another
mercilessly.
i was tired and yawn-y so i hid. we lay down, and then he stole the bed... bastard!
i'm still really tired so i'm gonna post pictures of my mouth and then go to bed.
that's right.
my mouth. because i am just that vain. and i know it's not great but i was fucking bored. deal with it. kthx.
LICK.
BITE.
SCOWL.
KISS.
SHH.
so. that's that. now for some random lyrics i found in my journal.
i'll heal your wounds, i'll set you free, i'm jesus christ on ecstasy.
she makes it sweeter than the sun; i get too tight, i come undon. i bow my head to confess, the temple walls are made of flesh, runs up my arms till i'm on track, itches my skin right off my back.
i am so dirty on the inside.
poisoned to my rotten core, too fucked up to care anymore.
i am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned.
[edit: two of the pictures are showing up huge, and i tried to fix it but to no avail. i can't really bring myself to care right now, so deal with it. have a nice night.]