i think dancing last night with laureb to 'julia' was the hardest i've ever danced while at the same time not caring at all about how i looked. i kind of feel like exploding. in that good way, though. you know? it's hard to contain so much love for people within my short self.

when i dropped him off at home, he gave me a kiss on the cheek. and i felt like it was the wintertime reversed and all over again when i sat in his passenger seat liking him so much i could taste it on the tip of my tongue. that night, i kissed him on his cheek before i got out of the car, because i wanted to kiss him but i knew he probably didn't return my feelings. today i'm daring to assume that last night maybe he felt something more than usual for me.. and at the same time i'm scared to death of always just being his friend.

it may not matter. i'm just overflowing with emotions at the moment, and i still can't hear a damned thing.

past future

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blisters and bruises - 03.18.08
dorsey - 03.13.07
finding peace - 02.02.07
unintentional clean slate - 09.11.06
natural born cyborg - 06.23.06