..leaves a funny aftertaste. The toffee's too sweet. Its only redeeming factor is that it has a good amount of toffee in it, and even though it's too sweet, the crunch is satisfying. Hazelnuts are better.
Supernatural romance is so awesome. I've always liked it, but not as much as I do now. Magic is sexy.
I haven't written anything in a really long time. Since early summer? I haven't posted since March, as it's plain to see. The last thing I did write, I completed it without any thought. I didn't develop it well, but that's always been one of the many weaknesses I haven't figured out how to fix.
I still don't know what to do or where I'm going or who I am. How do you find out things like that?
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
First of March
I used to think that I was the living dead, feelings and nerve endings numbed by the dullness in my head. I still sort of think that sometimes. That is, until a boy talks to me. I feel the blush creep into my cheeks and glow brightly when that happens. Or when I stand on the edge of the board, ready to dive into the freezing cold water, and having only one single thought in my head when I jump off. Those moments though, are few and far between. I can’t help but think that my being awake and moving is a complete and total accident. (Note: substitute awake and moving with alive.)
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