boys, green tea and cigars.
I'm pretty happy right now, and only a tiny bit lonely. Living my life full of loaded questions, soulmate searching, dancing, wondering, apples and peanut butter, boots and skirts, boys and text messages and phone numbers. everything is all mashed up into exhaustion and notes written in goverment class, letters i forgot to send and soundtracks of falling in lust. it's all mashed up into the search for truth and happiness and toleration and patience. It's anxiety bubbling in my tummy, making my eyes mist when when certain chords collide with the car lights on the freeway. and it's everything i've ever wondered and everything i've ever felt, only bigger. and more.