... out of the smoke comes this quazimojo ( Read more... )

as I sit in this chair... typing this out ( Read more... )

it's remarkable ( Read more... )

the hairs on his forearm shivered... for even they knew what laid ahead. They were just the visual for what the mental was already plotting. It was inevitable; it was impossible to dodge, to divert. As certain as the rain flows south, and the air that holds warmth flows north... this too was an almost-perfect absolute ( Read more... )

I... no, nevermind ( Read more... )

I haven't written ( Read more... )

boy, I wish I could say something... or do something... that could make you see what I see. That could prove to you that the mixture of "all in your mind" and "all in your heart" can be the most rewarding thing for friendship, or relationship... but also the most captivating grip on something personal, something individual- whether it be she or he ( Read more... )

whatever.
forget that last part about "if you look..."
I just told you to look.

I'm so DUMB that way.
heh.

I feel like I'm in junior-high again ( Read more... )

I know who I am ( Read more... )