God saying hurry don't be late
Today was utterly to busy. So much so that my brain shut down and I moved completely into the realm of fantasy. I loved it. I wish there were some way I could force myself to make something out of all these things in my head. Day dreams are the most beautiful thing in the world. I would give anything, everything, for just one of them to come true. To explode when I make that romantic move that slowly fades into a montage of springtime shots and then a rocking chair, because thats the universal grow old together symbol.
Take my umbrella, you're soaking, and really I just want to go run through the puddles until my toes turn bright pink. Just like my cheeks when I make the witty retort that I spent two weeks thinking up. I'm cute, I think I'm cute.
Wednesday:
1) no lemon in my coke, thanks
2) english, your ass has been kicked.
3) God I want to stab every ounce of doubt until it shrivels from lack of sustaining liquids
4) Not nervous, but something close. This is the most odd feeling
5) I wish I cold paint a picture for you of what I saw in my head today. It would change everything. Its only oil and pigment, why can't I do anything with it. I wish someone else could see this,
Take my umbrella, you're soaking, and really I just want to go run through the puddles until my toes turn bright pink. Just like my cheeks when I make the witty retort that I spent two weeks thinking up. I'm cute, I think I'm cute.
Wednesday:
1) no lemon in my coke, thanks
2) english, your ass has been kicked.
3) God I want to stab every ounce of doubt until it shrivels from lack of sustaining liquids
4) Not nervous, but something close. This is the most odd feeling
5) I wish I cold paint a picture for you of what I saw in my head today. It would change everything. Its only oil and pigment, why can't I do anything with it. I wish someone else could see this,