sapient_fool

(my dial-up connection is sooooo pathetic, I find it almost impossible to update my journal. live with it...)


Chat rooms, email, voice-messaging, journal postings all the technology in the world still does not compare with a good ol face-to-face. Went to check in with Benni tonight. God, Ive missed her. I heart her tremendously. Shell always be my huge-est crush. All you SG members who love her, and worship her and think shes the hottest thing? You dont know the half of it. The temperature imbalance of her being is a phenomenal study in physics. How something can be so ultra-cool, and yet sooooo hot at the same time is unexplainable. Somebody get Einstein on the phone. Anyway, I think I die a little every time I see her. A small part of me gets left behind when I leave. I exchange a little bit of me for a little bit of her. I take my little piece of her home with me to love and cherish. Tonight it was her smell. Would people think Im weird if I never washed this shirt again? It so reeks of her, and I want to snuggle it all night. I think she was genuinely glad to see me tonight. That makes me feel good. My moments with her are always too few, and fleeting. Someday maybe I'll get a chance to actually get to know her. A guy can dream, cant he? In the meantime, I reserve one perfect, mind-numbing petit mort for her. Available upon request.



Wake me up before you go-go

(pirate luv)

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