May 2011
current wants.
the twang of a guitar.
a bonfire.
the sound of my best friend’s laughing.
an arm around my waist.
a blanket to share with a man.
a leinenkugel’s honey weiss or summer shandy.
warm, night air.
the bright, beautiful night sky.
i'm lonely.
i am. the loneliness is palpable.
why do we let the one thing we don't have affect...
charlotte: “what’d he look like?”
carrie: “i can’t remember, which is what happens when i really like someone. i just remember a feeling.”
I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE.
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don't be afraid to take me by the hand if you want...
i think this is how love goes.
