Saturday, July 23
i swear, it felt like i had a hangover this morning. i don't know how i know, never having been properly drunk before. but still i only crawled out at past noon. this is what i get from being overly happy and then staying up writing til past one the night before.
genuinely meant to be productive, but it's raining and weather has this effect on me.. nearly broke my neck fixing my blinds.
this diet thing is going nicely. lost a bit of weight. =D okay fine i decided to ask someone and she verified that i've lost a bit. noticed this after my skirt became puffier and longer. when the hc skirt becomes puffy, it means you're not wearing it at the waist where you're supposed to. not that i ever did. but the lower it drops the puffier it gets. everyone's been complaining my skirt's too long and loose. whoops. hahaha. if i can drop another skirt size i'll get a new skirt. =D what a beautiful goal.
ooh spanish guitar is playing. i love it. i love it. i love it. if you send it to me i'll try to love you too. i cannot imagine life without music. but i can't imagine life without sight either. can you imagine never seeing another puffy cloud again, never watching the sun rise in all its topaz glory? and yet, can you imagine never having your heart ache with inexplicable pain from hearing beautiful music? it's like living without love. i can't imagine loving romantically. it must be painful. am i putting up yet another shield?
fastfastfast -faster than the speed of light. i wonder if you can read my mind. i'm afraid you might. don't you see, i'm lying to myself? please don't believe me. i don't know what i feel. i don't know what i am. i can't help it, i'm too easily swayed. i might pull you into this dance of death with me.
we're nothing but two sleepwalkers in the same dream.and who's to say it cannot be? the only boundaries are in your mind and mine.
it must've been love.
4:27 pm
xoxo
