Thursday, January 20, 2011

"Smells like God's mangina." January 20, 2011

"Don't think I'll see you around this winter, and my tongue's stuck full of splinters; 'cause I'm embarrassed to admit what I've been thinking. Well, hope keeps some afloat, but for me it's no life boat. The tighter I hold on the deeper down I'm sinking.

Tried to put my finger on it but gave it my whole arm. Reached out with good intention, but it only did more harm. Find ourselves alone since the day we're born, and so we seek someone to sew sutures in the places where we're torn."
Calling Old Friends- Defiance, Ohio
Today was actually good. Spent some time with Powell, Hippo, Leslie, Sarah and Gunnar. Same old, same old. And now I'm listening to my current favorite song. I've been rapping the replay button on that video, essentially. That's where the quote is from, actually. I want to learn the song on ukulele but I need someone to sing that male part. (The part above being the female part)
Today I saw: The inside of Powell's classroom for the first time in a while. I'm so glad.
Today I heard: E! News. I love it, but I hate myself for doing so.
Today I smelled: The best smell in the world. It was like God's mangina, oh my god.
Today I touched: Concrete outside the high school, waiting for my good, old papaya.
Today I tasted: Heaven. Peach and watermelon snow cone. SO GOOD

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