For that awkward moment you just realize one boob is bigger than the other.
And not the one you thought.
8.25.2012
8.22.2012
Just Drive
Hi.
Procrastination jitters?
I've reached a point where something could actually happen. It'll no longer be in my head - actual events will unfold. I can do all those things I've planned to. All I need to do is apply the pressure on the gas pedal.
Yet I hesitate.
I've shifted into drive, but my foot's cemented to the brake.
I'm nervous.
It's as if now that I'm faced with the product of my split second choice, I can't seem to move forward. There are butterflies... and not the good kind.
Is it because it means that this whole thing will be real? It feels serious.
Or is it because it's under wraps, and I just don't want to see my parents speculating looks?
My hand is reaching for the gear shift.
My hand is reaching for the gear shift.
I can't seem to move forward.
I slam the parking break.
I distract.
I divert.
I fib.
I avoid.
8.18.2012
Dark Side
Hi.
What does it mean to be in a committed, serious relationship?
It of course would consist of fidelity, honesty, love, compromise, sharing - you know what you'd expect a relationship to consist of.
But what trips me over is the honesty. Not present honesty, but honesty about your past. There are those moments from your past that you are ashamed of, and things that have happened in your life, that though they define you, are only known to you, because you have covered the true reasons with the white lie you've been living.
Are you expected to reveal your truest secrets in the fear that such misinformation may lead to the death of said relationship when revealed?
What does it mean to be in a committed, serious relationship?
It of course would consist of fidelity, honesty, love, compromise, sharing - you know what you'd expect a relationship to consist of.
But what trips me over is the honesty. Not present honesty, but honesty about your past. There are those moments from your past that you are ashamed of, and things that have happened in your life, that though they define you, are only known to you, because you have covered the true reasons with the white lie you've been living.
Are you expected to reveal your truest secrets in the fear that such misinformation may lead to the death of said relationship when revealed?
8.03.2012
*Cough*
Hi.
Holy shit I'm so amp-ed up that I can't even write this.
It's like something's taken over me.
All I can do is squirm around, giddy as hell.
I can't believe I did that.
I can't believe it just happened.
Oh my fucking god I just DID that.
And then he just said that.
Oh my god, it just worked.
My adrenaline's skyrocketed.
Sleeping took forever.
I'm awake before my alarm.
Bubbly-butterflies-bumblebees-buzzing.
Is this even real?
Is this even real?
And it started with a whisper
- well, a cough, but frankly does it matter?