my veins are popping with a rush caused by you!

Love, Sex and Maybe Marriage

"Love is not selfish, possessive, or demanding, or a proprietary right over the other. Love is never submission or dominance, emotional coercion, or manipulation. Love is not the desperate attempt to deny aloneness or the search for security that may couples manifest in their desire for a fused identity. "

If love is not any of these, then why do so many settle for this exactly?

Life Saver

if you just saved someones life how would you feel?


ehh it wouldn't be that big a deal...



really? i'd feel amazing



i guess that's just because that's what you're supposed to do if they are in trouble

"Hook-Up Culture"

are you really that afraid of love, or did you just want a hook-up?

every woman has exactly the love life she wants...

Paparazzi

why do you put photos up for the world to see, now one really cares that much, and it should be something special to be shared between the people in the picture. don't advertise you stupidity to the world, it just makes you look...stupid. other pictures its almost like "look at me" "look at my domain I OWN these people! LOOK!" its just annoying to have to live your life through the pictures where i don't exist...in the same breath, i love being a hypocrite.

emotional weekend, but i have now given you up

Loss of contact with the outside world

except for You

why is it so easy to eat an entire jar of salsa at 11:15 pm?

Label

You were surprised i'd never had a somebody. you said that it must be boring with nobodies. You said that i could try a somebody and if i didn't like it go back to being a nobody. i don't know if i can do that, i don't know if i want you to be my somebody. i don't know if i even want the label "somebody". it scares me.
i wouldn't do anything different than if i really were your somebody, its just the label. if you need the label to stay, then thats what you have to do, but don't mention the label to me, i won't be able to stop thinking about what thats supposed to mean. if thats scaredy cat sorry, if thats a cop out, sorry.
if this is my way to maybe let myself think that its ok to be with a somebody that maybe i shouldnt be with, then i need to figure that out. i need to know more about you before this. i need to take my time, maybe i am too slow to be your somebody, and maybe that label somebody makes me feel as if there are things i am supposed to do that i should be able to decide on my own, but if the labels there i will do it before i am ready. i cannot sacrifice myself and m beliefs just to be your somebody. i cannot do everything that you want me to do. if you need someone faster paced, then i would suggest that you look somewhere else. if you think that you can respect me enough and wait for me then maybe you can be my somebody.
i feel like feeling tied down is part of being a somebody, but its not supposed to be a burden, and i feel like if i am feeling that way then you are too. and i don't really think thats fair. i think like i said that to be my somebody, i need to take this VERY slow, and i don't really think that you want to but we'll just see.
we both have tests to pass, mine is living up to the label, and yours is being patient for me to be ok with everything that a somebody entails.






*i also think that maybe you don't take this as seriously as i do and thats why i am so afraid

water

every time i look in my cup expecting to see some clear liquid in there shining my reflection back at me, and every time...its empty

do ya know do ya know do ya know do ya?

you're back!

i have so much to say that idk how to say it...

i think that i am going to just not say anything at all, for right now at least i think that its better that way

i feel like my heart's on the fly...


both literally and figuratively,

literally i think that i just consumed way too much orange pop and my heart just keeps doing this annoying fluttering...idk if thats really all that good

figuratively one day i am up the other i am down, one day i want him and the next i don't i cannot for the life of me figure out what to do. there are so many choices.


why is it that those we do not necessarily see as right for us are the easy ones for us to talk to...is it supposed to be that way with those we wind up with, or are beginnings always so awkward. i think not. i've had many beginnings thus far, and some are awkward, and some are not, it just so happens that i am not interested in anything all that much right now.


back to literally, how can my heart be fluttering away in my chest when my leadened eyes cannot seem to stay open and focused? why does my brain not function, but my heart pumps away?

people are just sick

it never ceases to amaze me

Physical contact

NECESSARY!

ugh....why o why do we confuse ourselves so easily? i think that we just jump on the first thing that comes along that remotely resembles what we really want. every time that opportunity arises we are the first to jump on it, there's almost a negative time elapse

malignant narcissist

not quite God high, but it was a fun night!

I finally feel the place where i fit in...i think that i am slowly crawling out from behind the wall that separates me from the rest of society

Accomplished

life seems to just be flying by... its only been barely three weeks, and looking back it feels like years ago that i arrived, but at the same time days come and go as if no time has passed at all. everyday is pretty much the same thing, but the variety of activities makes them all seem so much different. my mom told me to enjoy it because once it starts, its already over...i think that i have finally mastered the art of shaving in the shower, and id say that's a pretty big accomplishment in college...one of the first tests i am able to pass...lets just keep that positive attitude and keep it all rolling