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May 08, 2008 01:01

I don't get nearly as much sleep as I should. I get around 5 hours of sleep at night. It doesn't bother me though because these people and these laughs and these memories are the best part of being 22. I have learned the most about myself this year through the people I chose to spend every waking minute with.

Jeremy and I spend the weekends doing handstands in my living room, drinking whole bottles of cheap wine, having dance parties in the bathroom and singing in "the Tom Delonge voice" on the way to anywhere we go. The night ends in the early morning, half passed out on my living room floor slapping eachothers faces and picking eachothers nose :] He has the softest skin I've ever touched in my entire life. When I remember this, it leads to the best part of the morning ;) <3 Haha! Come 3:30a.m., I feel the calmest, safest and happiest in those seconds before I finally drift off to sleep. Never in a million years did I ever think that a year after "mojito oclock" this boy would be showering in my bathroom at 2am singing "Bubbly" but Colbie Colaitt. I love him in a way that I didn't know I could.

When Odelle moves, I think a part of my brain will stop working. I feel understood and less like a crazy person again. I think everyone needs someone like that.

I love late nights.And falling alseep halfway through all the movies I insist we watch. And laughing like a maniac. And late night slurpee outtings. I don't worry about what's next in those moments. I feel safe.

























I love.
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