A new beginning, finally.

I went through all the stuff, all the pictures, everything, I took everything out of the box, and read it, and appreciated it, and let it go. I loved Eli, so much. He put so many good things in my life, and I am who I am because he loved me, and because I loved him. I didn't cry, and I didn't want to be with him again, I just remembered the good, and had good hopes for the future.

At least for now, the present, holds Dave. He is absolutely incredible, and I haven't ever wanted to make someone smile more. The way he smiles and laughs makes me feel so good. I just adore being around him, and he lights me up. He has a handlebar mustache for halloween, and he is just the cutest boy I have ever known, and his sense of humor and his sweet smile, and almost everything about who he is entirely compliments the way I am. I feel like that 2nd grade girl who sees a boy in 5th grade who is so cute and so out of her league, and then one day he says hi. Thats the way I feel when I am around him.

so, here's to old things, and new beginnings, I hope they stay. <3

co

Velociaptors

I am one.

So are you.




If you're a velociraptor, I'm a velociraptor.

mmmjamestaylor.

Just kidding. MmmModernEnglish.


So. Dave. What's up? You aren't reading my blog as a type. That's cool.

Whutevs.

I got nothin. Sorta.

-co

Someone I've Never Met

But I have been thinking about semi-regularly. I don't know.

I just found my livejournal.

I used to be weird.

omfg.

I am going downtown tomorrow if it kills me.

kthnxbai.

Where does the good go?

So I am in this situation, that sometimes, I like a lot more than others. I don't like being a secret. At all. Like, not even a little bit. It's not something I find thrilling, or exciting, or sweet. It makes me feel like I am something to be ashamed of, which I most certainly am not. At all. Seriously.

So. Fuck that.

Tomorrow I am going to get all schnazzed up, and go shopping downtown.

It will be good.