Saturday 16 January 2010

something? please.

and you feel this thing and this spark and you see the look and it feels real and it reminds you of last time you felt something and you're feeling it again and you see her talking to some guy and you feel jealous but it's great because you actually feel jealous and you wonder what that means and you wonder what her looks mean and you wonder if she's just being friendly or if maybe she really likes you and you realize you're just thirteen years old again and nothing has really changed and you wonder and worry that when you're eighty will you still be this retarded but the girl is so beautiful and this little spark is so nice it's so real it's so innocent and you don't know and you definitely don't know and you know that you don't know and you look for a sign and you read in to what she says and you think about what she never says and you think and you stumble and you hope and when she looks at you wow you feel good you really do and you just hope and wonder and imagine what it would be like if this was actually something.

and it is.

9 comments:

  1. And I thought it was just me who still feels and reacts that way (i.e like a retarded, lovesick 13 year old)

    Good to see you're still on form. :)

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  2. Such a wonderful feeling you've described.

    Great blog, by the way.

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  3. i couldn't decide whether this girl was already yours? x

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  4. I tend to lower the tone when I comment. I was going to say something typically American maleish like, "Yeah, GET IT!" But you know, I really shouldn't.

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  5. Feels like flying, doesn't it?

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  6. i've been wondering where this feeling would pop up again.
    this was fucking incredible.
    thank you.

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  7. Another WOW.
    Your writing is magical.
    It's a shame you haven't posted anything since august. COME ON! Write! :)

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  8. I'm going to rephrase that.
    I am pretty sure you are still writing. Probably scribbling words on paper by candlelight because that's how your stories read.
    But if you get near a computer any time soon.... Maybe you could share it.

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