I didn't get enough sleep last night.


Not enough sleep means that I'm:

moody
sad
loopy
slightly paranoid
and hungry.



Did I write about Saturday and the Kiss or Kill picnic? I would but blogger is going down in afew minutes so I'll just upload some pictures that Ashley took.






Here's a few stray lines I found scribbled about ??? in an old notebook:

At some point
you realize that your fingers have reached the top her neck,
fingers guided from behind just where the stray tails of fine, curly hair meet your nails.
there is no where left to go.

Comments

  1. well actually you're giving me credit for one of yours now...

    how the hell am I gonna get that angle on my own boobs... plus, I don't take phone pictures, and that clearly is one, you can tell by the way the colors intermingle when they go out to play

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