February 2012
130 posts
Or is it something they can never believe? Or is...
You Know I Like Like You When I
text you first
give you tight hugs with lingering moments
smile like a maniac
don’t mention you to friends
like to keep things intimate
occasionally turn down your offers to hang out
painfully deny I do
keep a don’t ask don’t tell rule about past engagements
get close to you
wave weirdly
am awkward
* well this rarely never really happens, so I guess this is...
You Know I Like You When I
text you back
invite you to places
give you tight hugs
drive you places
drive to places
can converse with you
tell my other friends about you
sock you in the arm
make fun of you
listen to you
Will this matter a year from now? Will I matter a...
“Enjoy the little things in life, for one day, you’ll look back and realize they were the big things” - John Wooden
“Maybe you don’t go to hell for the things you do. Maybe you go to hell for the...”
– Chuck Palahniuk (via thenocturnals)
I've narrowed it down.
Cal,
Cole,
or
Cato?
Is that blogging?: I came late to love. Or love... →
distorte:
I came late to love. Or love came late on me. I had decided, by my mid-twenties, that it was not going to happen to me. That it was not to be part of my journey. Your mid-twenties, exclaims you, you were still a child. I was a child, alright, but do any of us really change? My parents describe a…