Sunday: 4:40ish. finally home. brunch with a female companion ended with more hints at stuff i do not want. she is beautiful, she is cute, she is so freakin' driven.. yet she is not my girl at the moment. i think i have that in someone else. and that someone else is not a momentary girl. she is one of those enigmatic fucking blotches of paint that evelope an entire painting, standing out, tiny yet overwheming and powerful in its impact on the whole scene. sigh. what the hell do i say. this girl already has my heart in her hand.
work sucked again. a few hours of absolutely mind bending work. spinning my wheels for a gigantic science experiment. fuck.
i totally forgot why i came to type.. other than to maybe just ramble some shit before i pour my guts into this paper some more. nap time ha.
work sucked again. a few hours of absolutely mind bending work. spinning my wheels for a gigantic science experiment. fuck.
i totally forgot why i came to type.. other than to maybe just ramble some shit before i pour my guts into this paper some more. nap time ha.
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bellensebastian:
but there is one that is special. i literally feel my eyes elevate with a smile when i think of her. it is so stupid and gushy, but i don't care. i can't believe she likes me.
retsin:
i got all fancy like and fixed the problem!