"my love is one made to break every bended knee"

red rover red rover
sent new love right over...

except that i don't feel like calling you new love, because that implies that you'd eventually become old love. past tense. he was, we were.
and honest to God that's the worst thing i could possibly think of right now. getting happiness ripped away right when it's been placed in front of me and for the first time in ages i'm not destroying it.

it's funny, i'm usually so keen to grab hold of lyrics that talk of (self) destructive heart breakers, to get out while you can, etc
but lately it seems that while i still want to listen to them they don't carry the same meaning as they used to. my tin man syndrome has been cured.
imagine that.

mhm.

"can i ask you a favor?"
"sure. anything."
"can you say 'mhm' for me, one more time?"
"...mhm."
"thank you"

how could i not love that?

two houses, alike in dignity...

you know the rest.



i kissed him.
one. pause. two.
he kissed me.
onetwothree.
surprising but interesting.
no fireworks...yet.
i like kissing but in actuality it never goes how i picture it. i always imagine it to be much slower, to ease into it and then let the sparks fly.
but in all honesty, what seems to really happen is i'm so focused on getting from point A to point B time to react is pretty much lost. i'm okay with it though. i think we'll get better in time.
not that it was bad. it was good, definitely.
it was just over so quickly i keep forgetting it really happened.
meaning that i simply must have more evidence to come to a reasonable conclusion.
let's conduct experiments.

hide and secret.

we've got something so good
one day we're going to go to dunder mifflin.
wouldn't that be awesome?
just you and me.
oh, D.

seriously though- he makes me so happy. he whispers sweet nothings to my inbox and we have so much in common. i can't really tell what couple we are though- dwight and angela (two geeks who have the hots for each other but are keeping their relationship secret), jim and pam (two funny best friends who tell each other everything) or ron and hermione (two teenagers who are best friends that fight over everything until they admit they like each other).

i dunno. i know you don't like comparing your life to tv shows or fictional characters but i've been doing that since as long as i can remember, so it's kinda second nature by now.
i like the idea of dwangela or heRmiONe best, but i really am trying not to compare us to them, so i don't get this image in my head of how we're supposed to be.

you know what's something i love about you?
i love when you put your hand over your mouth when you're thinking hard.
i love that you and i seem to have this deep appreciation for things (and each other) that no one else ever really got.
i love that your compliments don't feel fake or overused.
i love that smile you get when you know a secret.
i love it when you blush and look at the ground, and you can't stop smiling.
i love that you can make me blush like no one else.
i love how honest you are with me.
i love that we fought so much that eventually we just spilled out our feelings, like something out of a movie.
i love that you bring out the best in me, and like the worst in me.


"and when she was good she was very very good, but when she was bad she was better"

I TEACH sunday school, motherfucker.

stephen colbert is seriously one of the smartest dudes on this planet. honest to God he should be running the country.

although i guess that would put him in sort of a Man of the Year situation. seriously though- he is a fantastic debater, he's strong in his faith as a Christian (imagine Stephen Colbert as your sunday school teacher...i know right?), he's ridiculously intelligent and just plain ridiculous. not to mention he's got a magnetic television persona and is more charming than most politicians (and more honest than all of them. who invented the word "truthiness"? OH YEAH, STEPHEN.)

it's in America's hands now.

it had to be you.

you make my head spin. honestly i love it.

a day in the life.

wake up too early, fall back alseep until i'm rushing out the door and running to make it in time to bio, my head phones still in my ears as i not-so-gracefully sail in, then continue the rest of my day, think of you a couple times, head to lunch while listening to Sometimes You Just Want To, get in the line, say sorry when other people cut in front of me and step on my feet, have lunch, head out to the quad to say hello to heather, megan, ashley and tanner, then finish my day, hang outside the band room until somewhere between 3:00 - 3:30, and, depending on the week, either walk home to my mom's house listening to my ipod, or get driven to my dad's house; at which point i will either go watch scrubs until 4, go on the computer (anything to avoid my homework), or sleep until 5pm, at which point i will do my homework until/during the time doug IMs me; we'll talk until about 12:30 and then one or both of us will suggest that we should get to sleep.
(it's my favorite time of the day, talking to you.)

please don't let me be misunderstood.

stupidstupidstupidstupid
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stupidstupidstupidstupidSTUPID.
should've let sleeping dogs lie.

i just wanna please you. so much.