November 2011
36 posts
1 tag
1 tag
I miss my best friend.
Inner Monologue: For the Record →
satisfyyourcuriosity:
I didn’t want to be at Denny’s. I know that nobody likes the alumni who walk in and think they’re so cool. NO. NOT ME. I wanted to stay in the car until they were done with whatever, then go home. I know what they said about us not helping with strike, which turns my viewpoint. Now I’m pissed….
… I’m sincerely glad you came. At least to see you for a...
2 tags
I feel odd.
I feel like I’m on a man-period. I’m really emotional and weird. I am being really off, in the play and everywhere. I just want to see and touch my best friend, and spend time with my girlfriend. I really want to do the latter. I have been so busy and and have had no time, but all I want is to spend what little I do have with her. I feel like I barely know how like I should. I want...
2 tags
2 tags
This play is kicking my butt.
This is some personal rant. Ignore it if you’d like.
I’m so tired. When I get really tired, my synesthesia gets really sensitive and I start feeling numbers emotionally. I feel like multiples of three. I just want to have deep talks with everyone and it’s hard because everyone would much rather joke around and be funny. There are two sides of me, a conductor, and an engineer....
9 tags
thevaultdance:
It’s pretty sad that when I’m with you I’m thinking about him and I know that your thinking about her.. Why are we even together? I know your only with me cus i remind you of her.. I want to be with someone who wants to be with me Because I’m me not because I remind them of the girl that they are in love with..
That’s not true at all. I’m calling you soon.
1 tag
The best.
I spent the evening at my Girlfriend’s house. She decided to go through her dances, and for at least half an hour she was just dancing in front of me. It was astounding. I love dancers.
3 tags
2 tags
3 tags
That feel
When I take
Off of my iPod :D
Let's write a poem.
The World.
The world is a dance
It twists as it turns
It whirls as it spins
It twirls as it burns
Some know the dance
Some feel the beat
They know how to move
They’re light on their feet
They move with the dance
They swing and they sway
They travel through time
They dance through their days
But not all can dance
Some stand near the wall
They don’t know the steps
They’re too weak or...
2 tags
1 tag
