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The song "Slow Hands" by Interpol reminds me of this guy:
He is......the first TA at UCLA that I fell in love with.....and it hurt, badly. Now he is one of those people that I would instantly notice if he walked into the room. When we would see each other at school, time would stop and incessant staring would ensue. God, I miss those awkward moments because they gave me something to cling onto inside of the precious past. I hope that when I die, God hands me a film of my life where I can emerge myself into those awkward moments again because they are slowly fading in my memory as I fill up the folds with new moments.
However, I do like the song still.
Love Always,
Libby
He is......the first TA at UCLA that I fell in love with.....and it hurt, badly. Now he is one of those people that I would instantly notice if he walked into the room. When we would see each other at school, time would stop and incessant staring would ensue. God, I miss those awkward moments because they gave me something to cling onto inside of the precious past. I hope that when I die, God hands me a film of my life where I can emerge myself into those awkward moments again because they are slowly fading in my memory as I fill up the folds with new moments.
However, I do like the song still.
Love Always,
Libby