there's still a little bit of your face i haven't kissed
why do i always want to update when there's nothing to update about?
i've had urges and i haven't acted upon any of them. lazy? busy? bored?
- clean my room like i've never cleaned it before
- pack
- start lyssa's graduation present
- read ( which i have done a lot of )
- phototherapy of andrew
- write write rewrite
i want the time to do it all and move.
i can't wait to move!
abbie, shayna, i want to show you where i'll be living! i can't wait!
i keep thinking i should still go into interior design, shayna. remember how much fun we had talking about how we were going to go to umass together, rent an apartment, and fix it up? that was so much fun. well, if photography fails me. . .
disappointment struck just this week. i miss jessica. i just wished she missed me as much.
i will call sally.
i helped monika and andrew clean up monika's new apartment yesterday. pang. pang of everyone who will see andrew's face everyday this fall, winter, and spring.
my mom wants me to marry him. not now. but someday. she wants me to marry an andrew. i do too, just later. ( 20 years, ha )
we watched the perfect storm in anticipation of this coming weekend. i'm excited. i hope to god he's not reading this but i'm planing on taking him to halibut point. . maybe even for sunrise. it just struck me the other day. i was in the part of the book, his favorite book, where roark was working in the granite quarry. bam. i loved it. i love this boy.
stones taught me to fly.
love taught me to lie.
life, it taught me to die.
so it's not hard to fall when you float like a cannonball.
i've had urges and i haven't acted upon any of them. lazy? busy? bored?
- clean my room like i've never cleaned it before
- pack
- start lyssa's graduation present
- read ( which i have done a lot of )
- phototherapy of andrew
- write write rewrite
i want the time to do it all and move.
i can't wait to move!
abbie, shayna, i want to show you where i'll be living! i can't wait!
i keep thinking i should still go into interior design, shayna. remember how much fun we had talking about how we were going to go to umass together, rent an apartment, and fix it up? that was so much fun. well, if photography fails me. . .
disappointment struck just this week. i miss jessica. i just wished she missed me as much.
i will call sally.
i helped monika and andrew clean up monika's new apartment yesterday. pang. pang of everyone who will see andrew's face everyday this fall, winter, and spring.
my mom wants me to marry him. not now. but someday. she wants me to marry an andrew. i do too, just later. ( 20 years, ha )
we watched the perfect storm in anticipation of this coming weekend. i'm excited. i hope to god he's not reading this but i'm planing on taking him to halibut point. . maybe even for sunrise. it just struck me the other day. i was in the part of the book, his favorite book, where roark was working in the granite quarry. bam. i loved it. i love this boy.
stones taught me to fly.
love taught me to lie.
life, it taught me to die.
so it's not hard to fall when you float like a cannonball.