stay foolish!
I have permanent sex hair//
am an independence day baby&
that's all you need to know.
a little lost
i should fix myself before i can enjoy him
scared.
“This is what happens when I clean. I start cleaning and get more excited and more into it. Then I get too hot and I have to strip down.”
isn’t it ironic?
that in less than half an hour, I am meeting my father in Beijing exactly one year after he left, leaving two letters on our kitchen table?
oh yeah, and I am spending Father’s Day with him.
Splendid.
oh summer temptation.
regarding writing final papers-"perhaps a beer will help"
- TF: yo i've been drinking beer, like one beer in the afternoon, pretty much everyday lately
- also, i currently have two beers in my backpack...at the library
- JL: :)
[at the “heart rock”—on the right hand side of the photo, there is a pair of rocks that seem to form a heart shape]
The taboo of saying “I love you”—I find it somewhat ironic that the more I feel romantic love for someone, the less inclined I am to say it out loud. Why is it that I don’t believe in the sanctity of marriage, yet I succumb to the perceived significance of saying 3 words? Hypocritical? Not sure…but will definitely give it more thought.
Will leave with this though-
“…we made love again. And then I got up, my whole body aching, and I knew that if I told her I loved her the pain would go away instantly, but I didn’t say anything…” —Roberto Bolano




