Drawing on one's past

for writing assignments is enlightening... and... well, staggering.

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goodness, love, and success.

you're sooo

transparent and it's entertaining me :D

a bouquet of peonies

wrapped in newspaper

the mind

that twists and turns

I've never been

one to celebrate love's milestones but hey, you've been good for my heart.

weird notes

I don't need caffeine and sleeping pills anymore; I have you.
I want to shape you, mold you, pour my soul into your thoughts.

Boys and girls: the above is not love.

to describe my mother

is to summon seas of indomitable and tranquil waves all at once.

she's everything good in me.

Where I need to be

"High atop the mountain where the world seems but a sliver in your boot, and the stars reach out to you as if to strike a ladder to the heavens. This place, this is where I want to take you..." - C.N.

transitional moments

happen when I learn things about him in seemingly casual words.