like speak french...so I'm carrying a french phrase book. so I can understand french films...and speak beautifully, and swear beautifully...jk i dont swear much.
get lost in the jungles of the amazon...not so lost but you know what I mean. and Fight! for the protection of it...somehow...vague..........
go scuba in that lake in the middle of the yakatan peninsula that is the resevoir for nearly that whole jungle...with underwater caves and fresh water i believe...so aint no shark gonna eat me.
just to live that freely...who says you really gotta settle down....but I'm young and these are my ideas.
but what bugging me again is digital vs film...not so deep and not such a big deal...but i might buy a dslr................each dot....hmmmm
I might be taking another trip this fall with most of the fam...wouldn't it be cool to just live in europe for a while, small cafe job just to work to live and live by working, but not actually working but soaking... yes it would be nice. maybe i'll just stay in france a few months before I start school in the spring...we'll see how things play out.
so theres a contax tvsd...not a slr...and i've already got a killer contax so thats out...
already have a canon slr, so making the up to D would mean I could just use the lenses I have...but I already have a camera...why do you want another? maybe cause I still haven't gotten into a black room and the rolls of film are starting to pile up...just go get them developed dude.
its going to be crazy to see what happens. i'm at cho bang...bring anything back? anyways art is a good thing to follow, I mean I can do it whever I go... and everybody needs something to think about in their lives... okay off to lunch later. wow this brings it back...weird. summertime korea...rainy days and walking around by myself...nostalgic to years and years ago...i wonder what years and years from now will be like....hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Sunday, May 25, 2008
im sitting at pats...we finished super troopers about half an hour ago. pretty funny movie.
minnas playing guitar...its pretty and kinda sad.
its dark except for the light thats coming in through the window polluting what might be darkness.
to our fun we did long exposures and made shapes with lighters...maybe you'll see them if she posts the photos.
i just haven't written...or done much in the last week. pretty uninspired.
but I sometimes feel an artistic calling...thats why I had to come and write...something expressive cause theres only one guitar here...not like i'd be able to play or anything.
totally uninspired. bummed about. but why be so serious all the time. not so. i enjoyed good conversation at the gom dabang today... maybe i'll have a conversation with YOU there someday too.
rare but good.
belo belo belo belo sounds like the hammered notes whawhaaa whaa from bending notes...but your guitar probably sounds not like this crappy little acoustic that hardly gets picked up.
i'm quite mediocre at the things I do...but being good at everything wouldn't make it fun. and i'll grow out of this mentality, its been said so... maybe.
its like 330 am. but I might have stopped going to pottery studio...why? cause I suppose i "Have" to focus on drawing... try and go once a week peter...please.
whatchu doing peta? "writing" haha...
I like this song... its pretty.
cause I don't play songs...its hard to play in front of people... learn some songs...
I just wanted to walk around the mall area..and listen to bob dylan...and just feel so safe and comfortable...but I will try my best to be accepted here...
I guess its been a good part to my development...something thats been hidden but has surfaced now... i've needed this but I sure do miss my mom. and dog.
but I don't think of my mom that much...maybe a thought or two a day...but when was the last time I called? I probably think about my friends more than my family... boy oh boy.
whats inspiring to you? whats your calling on life?
hmmm
i just thought of kumar, and kreeble but saying that doesn't mean anything really
cause i got a message saying miss ya buddy, but it barely touched heart, only till someone else said what he said...i guess its a shield i put up.. as far as I love, I don't let in easily...so its weird how I just reveal or try to to some people, but others I shut out...mix of my mind... weird.
I had a good talk with anna, sometimes i feel I start to talk to much...just a clutter of words, it feels kinda weird. but i told her some of my concerns lately... whats been bothering me...thats why I guess I attached to girls...but you should turn to your sister...but she still thinks of me as the baby brother..dunno if she takes me seriously on that level...
sometimes I write and then don't post, and times like this I just let it all out. hmm
my wardrobe is all sweaters and sweatshirts...i should get a t shirt or two... and i got crocs...there going to save me during monsoon season...fun fun
after mn...i hope to skip to vancouver...and then san fran...then japan...italy...austria...and once I'm accepted and settled in for a year or two go abroad to france...so I can meet a lovely french girl and live my life through amelie...i collect skipping rocks to someday skip just like her...hopefully I find that canal.
i ilike movies...and wish I was majoring in cinematography... i wish I wish i wish I still could film...i mean I could but it just hasn't pulled me hard enough yet. i gotta find the fire wire cord... and adapter for my notebook...and then buy james apple and find skateboarders so I can make another skatevideo...wish my computer wouldn't have crashed. he says you should study cinematography when i helped him with his project... blah
i wish I had some of my books from home...
and some of my music...and a working ipod...i just wanted to listen to folk music...lucky the cafe was playing the I'm not here soundtrack...
does the mississippi start from itasca? i think so.
I wanna go to the boundry waters...
i guess till we leave i'll sit here... nah i'll end it now. later
the boy is troubled...his best friend timothy has johnnys phone...saving him from a phonecall that may break his heart... he demands and cries to tim to give him his phone back...you can't protect your friends forever was the mentality so he returns the phone.. john grabs his phone...dials and walks away...to tims sadness still turns his back on who matters most...your best friend. he walks and talks, still his heart beats... tim follows at a distance...trying to be there for john...but also giving him a needed space... drunken tears fall and john is emotional...pushing away any contact tim may be trying to give... saddened he tooo turns his back and walks out of the alley... emotional he keeps talking...the girl is breaking his heart... and sadly tim doesn't return...yet... and john doesn't turn around to see where his friend his...he is alone in his own little world...till tim arrives...again to comfort, and stays at a distance...waiting...he waits for 5 10 minutes...standing and watching, arms crossed leaning on a small fence... and john turns hangs up and walks. an arm around his friend they stop before exiting our view in the alley... he cries to his friend and they sit together in comfort of who matters most...your best friends... love love love.
I should call home... laterrrrrr
Thursday, May 15, 2008
so I guess this is personal... Just in general. You would find out things about me you never would know...or at times need to know. Personal enough where a good friend may find it akward to talk to you about your blog even if they feel concerned. But I guess thats whats fun about it...and to some what you read this for.
So I was i'm like super 복잡해 and I havent studied korean in like months. I only say that because I might have spelled that wrong. Super heavy in the chest cause of a couple reasons.
Honesty and being blunt about it is a good way to live. I mean it fully expresses yourself without thought to their feelings. And if you consider others peoples feelings to much...its just you won't get anywhere with your life.
Hmmm I wonder what this blog will be like years from now. How it will develop...Will i have a more sure and set mind instead of this mess and everything random. But its super vague. So i'm maybe waiting on a truth, weather I like it or not its going to have to be said.
So instead of dwelling I'll give you something a little more real. I wish hannah cleaned her room...so I could go over and hang out and talk instead of writing.
so my hands and face are dirty...hands from hour of rubbing on the lead of pencil and face from rubbing my nose. giving me a little stash .
I just found out what it means to kind of...work hard... so i'm accomplishing more in my art classes, instead of prettty much jack. cause I changed my mind perspective...and became focused. and positive.
I spent a nice day getting up early and hiking a mtn with soyoung and anna.
mad cow is in korea...same with bird flu.
i miss plymouth frisbee course...my dog, my car, mom sister josh people I think I would appreciate more when I went back...my guitar, my jam buddy, my drummer, now two...yak, summit along with other delicious beers...maybe a bowl...hahahha maybe not... wayzata, downtown wayzata, grass and thick amounts of it, rolling around in grass. driving staring out the sunroof at puffy clouds on the way to megans house, huge bonfires, sitting around chillin, wow pats, driving home late night alone, windows open music... lakes, good air,
what and how I developed... an artist, grew to give in life...just to follow my path. it'll be find. God, fellowship, what it means to be a part of a fellowship...blessings and miracles, understanding and learning. knowledge inmyself...love in myself, forgivness of loved ones, developing attachment in appreciation of loved ones from seperation...comfortness
how I want to grow...responsibility, not letting life get the worst of me. not worrying. continuing to follow and give in. building my relationship to a strong level. slowly and surely. understanding my thoughts, why they sometims bring me down. growing out of it. develop skills in prtty muc all aspects of art.
prayers...that my mom and I will find a beautiful home... acceptance into hongdae...hope...true forgivness. small group prayers...to keep the fire for knowledge, a buddy to talk to and read with, to have strong fellowship, to have christian be able to deliver a good message on sunday...
favorite psalm;
psalm 23, a psalm of David.
The Lord is my shepherd.
I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in
green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of
righteousness
for his name's sake.
Even thought i Walk
through the valley of the
shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me.
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Surely good and love will
follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of
the Lord
forever.
a entry from the journal for you folks... the sound of the pop of a cigarette off the lips of jake...mean anything to you? probably not.
I pulled parts from this...hopefully my editing wont lack.
So I was i'm like super 복잡해 and I havent studied korean in like months. I only say that because I might have spelled that wrong. Super heavy in the chest cause of a couple reasons.
Honesty and being blunt about it is a good way to live. I mean it fully expresses yourself without thought to their feelings. And if you consider others peoples feelings to much...its just you won't get anywhere with your life.
Hmmm I wonder what this blog will be like years from now. How it will develop...Will i have a more sure and set mind instead of this mess and everything random. But its super vague. So i'm maybe waiting on a truth, weather I like it or not its going to have to be said.
So instead of dwelling I'll give you something a little more real. I wish hannah cleaned her room...so I could go over and hang out and talk instead of writing.
so my hands and face are dirty...hands from hour of rubbing on the lead of pencil and face from rubbing my nose. giving me a little stash .
I just found out what it means to kind of...work hard... so i'm accomplishing more in my art classes, instead of prettty much jack. cause I changed my mind perspective...and became focused. and positive.
I spent a nice day getting up early and hiking a mtn with soyoung and anna.
mad cow is in korea...same with bird flu.
i miss plymouth frisbee course...my dog, my car, mom sister josh people I think I would appreciate more when I went back...my guitar, my jam buddy, my drummer, now two...yak, summit along with other delicious beers...maybe a bowl...hahahha maybe not... wayzata, downtown wayzata, grass and thick amounts of it, rolling around in grass. driving staring out the sunroof at puffy clouds on the way to megans house, huge bonfires, sitting around chillin, wow pats, driving home late night alone, windows open music... lakes, good air,
what and how I developed... an artist, grew to give in life...just to follow my path. it'll be find. God, fellowship, what it means to be a part of a fellowship...blessings and miracles, understanding and learning. knowledge inmyself...love in myself, forgivness of loved ones, developing attachment in appreciation of loved ones from seperation...comfortness
how I want to grow...responsibility, not letting life get the worst of me. not worrying. continuing to follow and give in. building my relationship to a strong level. slowly and surely. understanding my thoughts, why they sometims bring me down. growing out of it. develop skills in prtty muc all aspects of art.
prayers...that my mom and I will find a beautiful home... acceptance into hongdae...hope...true forgivness. small group prayers...to keep the fire for knowledge, a buddy to talk to and read with, to have strong fellowship, to have christian be able to deliver a good message on sunday...
favorite psalm;
psalm 23, a psalm of David.
The Lord is my shepherd.
I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in
green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of
righteousness
for his name's sake.
Even thought i Walk
through the valley of the
shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me.
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Surely good and love will
follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of
the Lord
forever.
a entry from the journal for you folks... the sound of the pop of a cigarette off the lips of jake...mean anything to you? probably not.
I pulled parts from this...hopefully my editing wont lack.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
the drink that was blue, that turned orange, that turned green, then we blacked out
we were preparing to party, trying to concact this drink we found online. we drank in that kitchen prettymuch the whole night, blue drink o deth haha... we proceded to take the the drink and mix it into a gallon of OJ and drank that passing it to all who entered...then proceded to take the blue and mix it in, that turned it green...chillin downstairs I kept turning up the stereo, even though it was turned down, stood dancing in front of the volume nob...and ended up in a tree to be see by the mother on the balcony... made some drunk phone calls when I was blacking out and then crawled up in my snowboard bag caus I was cold in my basement and pukd in the corner of the closet...hahaha
if i could help the world I would raise awareness...a girl was talking today, side convo from mine cause I wasn't talking, she was directing at me, saying things about the harm that could possibly come through if lee myng bac canaled the whole of korea...I just got depressed said I can't help...
I dont think I'm ready for commitment...or i'm just scared Its going to hurt in the end of it. today was a overwhelming thought day...like I was hiped on coffee and cigarettes all day...in which i....
channeled some of the thought and made me feel better, but I still have the driving force in my chest. super huge crush, thinking this girl wanted to kiss me...she has a boyfriend.
i dont want to commit to a korean girlfriend because I don't think I'd be able to get my point across... I feel liek shit right now. but its not depressing its just shitty.
i miss my electric guitar, pat talked about blowing amps...i brought it up, jimi blew up curtis mayfields amp back in the day...i said you'd be suprised cause i've turned up and let loose but haven't blown my amp...got keep trying.
i found a jam partner, but i'm not to close to have a chemisty yet...not like us. i still jam, but i'm getting tired but I pull through with some new stuff that I forget moments later...
honesty is brutal..not brutal but intense...words are powerful and I duno if I'm placing them rightfully. notes I right thinking in expression of myself and not considering what may be built...but they should be cool right...cause I'm chill...
feelings are mutual, they're there for a reason... but balance is key in my book.
i feel like shit
i can't even take a calming breath cause I'm not calm.
and what gives her the right to dismiss me on my way when my roomate is hanging out. no biggie
sam lets drink soemtime...
i felt I can't touch people, its there semester abroad not mine your not that special. there part of something else.
i'm not that special...thanks susy honestly I need reminding. keeps me from being overwhelmed.
i'm handling everyitng pretty well right now. it all fits into play...but the new friends I want to take time for...I just havent.
to bad I say. I dont know if I mean that.
i'm writing my lifes story right now...you'll probably enter into writing in the chapters to come. glass blowing is cool, I get to learn that If I get accepted. what am I doing here, and why cant I just go home and forget this as a dream?
fuck
is such a good word when you need it most. honestly is intense, people just don't know what to say sometimes..its you not me. fine.
as of now I still feel like shit, its 2:30 in the morning and my chest feels like I drank a bunch of coffee. whats the deal.
and i'm getting tired of writing, kinda of, but I want to push this feeling out...go to bed. i duno whats its all about. i just want ............but thta isn't the answer to my lonliness.
cause i'm not lonely, i surround myself with friends constatly. i need my independent time, with yaks absense we met a new friend... but thats giving me some of the stress I feel right now. maybe.
yak, polly is our song
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
i know whats humbling...hold on always
hmmmmmmmm i'd like to yell loud or something that can get this out. but the most noise i've made was today, saying ya ge yo across a couple of conversations...smoking is bad, yak send me bali shag, max send me bali shag, somebody give me my own cigarettes so i can weed down. and zig zags, orange zig zags please! serious.
max were going to have couple hats, you'll undrestand later
i'm having trouble writing youa letter, theres just everyitng and none of that fits onto one sheet a paper... everying into something so small doesn't work right and how do i pick the words so you just know. everything. period.
i'm leaving this girl hangning. i'm chill though. she can handle it right? i cant decide. I should just commit. but our foundation is cameras... have I dared bridge a deeper conversation? btw shes 26. i dont know what to think. just to be careful... i havent had girl problems since...hahaha probably a hundred blog entries back hahaha
at least i havent thought about it...so intensly.
hopefully this clears a writers block. my journal has been note taking. i havent written in a while...actually thats not true. i want ..................
who actually needs?
i didnt need to use the computer...i just wanted to , but I insisted so what...i could write this? pretty miuch and wish my dear friend happy belated to keep in touch. keeping in touch huh?
but still i'm not talking. cause I dont think i've got proper words, that say everyting and dont mean anything...poetic....bunch of bull shit if you ask me. and i lose it to words and meaning cause i wont remember what I mean. bs right?
guys know card games? i know one...where I'm going to tell you i'm going to stab you in your sleep........hahahaha jk woe jk
people say things and I get a image in my head, people sayfucked up things I get fucked up images in my head...but i'm not fucked up so don't worry. and to that last thing thats a joke we all laughed and I said sorry cause I always feel uncomfortable after saying bad things...but its a joke. right hannah a joke reassure me please hahahah
intense huh
cant image a first time reader reading this...they might think other wise...
i found comfort in myself with understanding. i never took time to think relationships as mutual...i'v written a song on how I'm on THIS end of it...why. and writing lyrics is stupid cause i play the song and the words don't fit. i should go home and sleep...but sleep might not come right away... blah
there we go blah blah
blahblahblah
i wish it would update, everytime i enter and I wish I had a digital camera. hidden in words it probably doesn't make any sense. i use to make a caption, max and andrew are like that doesn't make any sense peter hahaha it was an attack. a direction.
gosh
still
she plays guitar. shes goofy. she takes pictures. shes an artist. she thinks. i'm totally infatuated. please remind yourself peter that shes a friend. its been said...just friends....that I want to kiss super bad. i wrote its worth it to wait for a passionate kiss...
i could go for a kiss
like that one time and the last kiss she gave me. one final kiss. the best kiss i've ever had
and the worst was the time she got me sick. first korean girl.
making out kissing a girls neck what are you doing? she says hahahh she had a boyfriend to sketchyh uh? hahah
i could have kissed her when she was super cute... laying next to me...but I tol myself no...i want else.
ended up making out at the club, not so meaningful but...it was a test, to see where passion lied.
the hug that moved so naturally into the kiss I didn't even realize it happened, later petey she says in her voice and she turns and walks to her tent.
making out in the corner of her room, dad walks in and tells us to sit up.
first kiss as a dare in the hot tub... two seconds of was that a kiss? or a tongue in my mouth
the kiss that made me wonder are we still kissing? the one time I managed game in one night, second date found out she was boring.
the kiss I could have taken, but its better to wait.
the kiss mmaybe my mom walked in on, she was sketched out by this girl asking who she was? hmm mom you WERE kind of protective...
the girl I shouldn't have told i had to do homework so I could get off the phone.
so how many girls you think i've kissed? hahahah count?
but give me a kiss and you'll have me open. i'll be comfortable to talk and I wont be akward. its the ultimate openess to knowness. i like to think. but I dont have a girl to kiss. and I'm not boyfriend material, I'll call every few days, see you once a week...sound like a boyfriend?
kissing friends on the cheek goodbye, mds jna gave a ride home for kisses on the cheeck, that made my night. so precious.
its been months without a kiss. even on the cheek where id have one everynight before bed at home. pops said he loved me a week or two ago. were chill. i love it when he drives. thats bonding.
but i'm out of words now sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo later
if i could help the world I would raise awareness...a girl was talking today, side convo from mine cause I wasn't talking, she was directing at me, saying things about the harm that could possibly come through if lee myng bac canaled the whole of korea...I just got depressed said I can't help...
I dont think I'm ready for commitment...or i'm just scared Its going to hurt in the end of it. today was a overwhelming thought day...like I was hiped on coffee and cigarettes all day...in which i....
channeled some of the thought and made me feel better, but I still have the driving force in my chest. super huge crush, thinking this girl wanted to kiss me...she has a boyfriend.
i dont want to commit to a korean girlfriend because I don't think I'd be able to get my point across... I feel liek shit right now. but its not depressing its just shitty.
i miss my electric guitar, pat talked about blowing amps...i brought it up, jimi blew up curtis mayfields amp back in the day...i said you'd be suprised cause i've turned up and let loose but haven't blown my amp...got keep trying.
i found a jam partner, but i'm not to close to have a chemisty yet...not like us. i still jam, but i'm getting tired but I pull through with some new stuff that I forget moments later...
honesty is brutal..not brutal but intense...words are powerful and I duno if I'm placing them rightfully. notes I right thinking in expression of myself and not considering what may be built...but they should be cool right...cause I'm chill...
feelings are mutual, they're there for a reason... but balance is key in my book.
i feel like shit
i can't even take a calming breath cause I'm not calm.
and what gives her the right to dismiss me on my way when my roomate is hanging out. no biggie
sam lets drink soemtime...
i felt I can't touch people, its there semester abroad not mine your not that special. there part of something else.
i'm not that special...thanks susy honestly I need reminding. keeps me from being overwhelmed.
i'm handling everyitng pretty well right now. it all fits into play...but the new friends I want to take time for...I just havent.
to bad I say. I dont know if I mean that.
i'm writing my lifes story right now...you'll probably enter into writing in the chapters to come. glass blowing is cool, I get to learn that If I get accepted. what am I doing here, and why cant I just go home and forget this as a dream?
fuck
is such a good word when you need it most. honestly is intense, people just don't know what to say sometimes..its you not me. fine.
as of now I still feel like shit, its 2:30 in the morning and my chest feels like I drank a bunch of coffee. whats the deal.
and i'm getting tired of writing, kinda of, but I want to push this feeling out...go to bed. i duno whats its all about. i just want ............but thta isn't the answer to my lonliness.
cause i'm not lonely, i surround myself with friends constatly. i need my independent time, with yaks absense we met a new friend... but thats giving me some of the stress I feel right now. maybe.
yak, polly is our song
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
i know whats humbling...hold on always
hmmmmmmmm i'd like to yell loud or something that can get this out. but the most noise i've made was today, saying ya ge yo across a couple of conversations...smoking is bad, yak send me bali shag, max send me bali shag, somebody give me my own cigarettes so i can weed down. and zig zags, orange zig zags please! serious.
max were going to have couple hats, you'll undrestand later
i'm having trouble writing youa letter, theres just everyitng and none of that fits onto one sheet a paper... everying into something so small doesn't work right and how do i pick the words so you just know. everything. period.
i'm leaving this girl hangning. i'm chill though. she can handle it right? i cant decide. I should just commit. but our foundation is cameras... have I dared bridge a deeper conversation? btw shes 26. i dont know what to think. just to be careful... i havent had girl problems since...hahaha probably a hundred blog entries back hahaha
at least i havent thought about it...so intensly.
hopefully this clears a writers block. my journal has been note taking. i havent written in a while...actually thats not true. i want ..................
who actually needs?
i didnt need to use the computer...i just wanted to , but I insisted so what...i could write this? pretty miuch and wish my dear friend happy belated to keep in touch. keeping in touch huh?
but still i'm not talking. cause I dont think i've got proper words, that say everyting and dont mean anything...poetic....bunch of bull shit if you ask me. and i lose it to words and meaning cause i wont remember what I mean. bs right?
guys know card games? i know one...where I'm going to tell you i'm going to stab you in your sleep........hahahaha jk woe jk
people say things and I get a image in my head, people sayfucked up things I get fucked up images in my head...but i'm not fucked up so don't worry. and to that last thing thats a joke we all laughed and I said sorry cause I always feel uncomfortable after saying bad things...but its a joke. right hannah a joke reassure me please hahahah
intense huh
cant image a first time reader reading this...they might think other wise...
i found comfort in myself with understanding. i never took time to think relationships as mutual...i'v written a song on how I'm on THIS end of it...why. and writing lyrics is stupid cause i play the song and the words don't fit. i should go home and sleep...but sleep might not come right away... blah
there we go blah blah
blahblahblah
i wish it would update, everytime i enter and I wish I had a digital camera. hidden in words it probably doesn't make any sense. i use to make a caption, max and andrew are like that doesn't make any sense peter hahaha it was an attack. a direction.
gosh
still
she plays guitar. shes goofy. she takes pictures. shes an artist. she thinks. i'm totally infatuated. please remind yourself peter that shes a friend. its been said...just friends....that I want to kiss super bad. i wrote its worth it to wait for a passionate kiss...
i could go for a kiss
like that one time and the last kiss she gave me. one final kiss. the best kiss i've ever had
and the worst was the time she got me sick. first korean girl.
making out kissing a girls neck what are you doing? she says hahahh she had a boyfriend to sketchyh uh? hahah
i could have kissed her when she was super cute... laying next to me...but I tol myself no...i want else.
ended up making out at the club, not so meaningful but...it was a test, to see where passion lied.
the hug that moved so naturally into the kiss I didn't even realize it happened, later petey she says in her voice and she turns and walks to her tent.
making out in the corner of her room, dad walks in and tells us to sit up.
first kiss as a dare in the hot tub... two seconds of was that a kiss? or a tongue in my mouth
the kiss that made me wonder are we still kissing? the one time I managed game in one night, second date found out she was boring.
the kiss I could have taken, but its better to wait.
the kiss mmaybe my mom walked in on, she was sketched out by this girl asking who she was? hmm mom you WERE kind of protective...
the girl I shouldn't have told i had to do homework so I could get off the phone.
so how many girls you think i've kissed? hahahah count?
but give me a kiss and you'll have me open. i'll be comfortable to talk and I wont be akward. its the ultimate openess to knowness. i like to think. but I dont have a girl to kiss. and I'm not boyfriend material, I'll call every few days, see you once a week...sound like a boyfriend?
kissing friends on the cheek goodbye, mds jna gave a ride home for kisses on the cheeck, that made my night. so precious.
its been months without a kiss. even on the cheek where id have one everynight before bed at home. pops said he loved me a week or two ago. were chill. i love it when he drives. thats bonding.
but i'm out of words now sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo later
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