What to do? What to think?

I'm not really sure what to say at this point..
"I knew it." is all I can think.
What do I do?
Where do I go from here?
..he has feelings for me.

He's happy.
That's all I want.
But I want him to be happy with me.
I know for a stone cold fact that I will never be happy with love until I get a proper chance with him. How in God's name will I do that?
It seems improbable, unheard of.. because it is..

He needs to pull me out of this hole, and soon.
I just know that he will; he'll help me.
Just how? How will you help me?

Just promise me you will stay in contact. When you leave, don't go far, I beg of you.. I know i've been asking for a single chance since day one, but now this is serious; it is needed. You need to put this to rest and so do I. There's a logical answer to this ongoing fling and I will find it, even if it kills me.

And Remember, I Can Be Your Diary

And remember,
I carry your secrets forever into eternity.
And I was there for you through some of the hardest times,
And I remember them all vividly.

I helped you.
I'd like to think I picked you up when you fell the hardest.
I was an accomplice, at least.
And that's where I learned to love you, through your vulnerablities..
Don't forget me, and that I'm here to catch you when you fall.
Whenever that may be.

No matter how hard; you can live it through for me.
You're impossible to forget.
You'll always be somehow engraved into my very being.
Your face is forever etched into my mind; erosion will never be an issue.

Do not be afraid.
I can your secretkeeper.
Your fall-breaker.
Your open book, to write your life in.

My mind is your canvas.
My hands are your pencils.
My eyes are your inspiration.
Use them at your will, my beloved.
They will never be stifled, as my love for you.

I learned to love through your vulnerabilites.
That you aren't perfect.
But that may be just the factor that makes you flawless.
You are forever accepted.

For the final time, do not forget it.
Even if you do, Ill be right here waiting.
Here, standing, anxious, curious.
Waiting to walk right into your willing arms.

Flash Forward Photography?

Well since Sara and I both withheld our share of mindless insults from the people that don't matter, we decided to prove them all wrong and become well known for our photography.

We made a myspace and probably many other typical shared sites to come in the future.

As the title states, our little gallery is called Flash Forward Photography.
http://www.myspace.com/flash_forward_photography
If you have a myspace and want to add, feel free.

We love comments and constructive critisism.:)

The geek and the president's daughter. :)

Long time, no blog. 8-)

Anywhoo, I had a fantastical time with my best friend Sara tonight.
Early morning, I suppose.









Well, this explains EVERYTHING.
Dickweed.
x)

I figure that this is the best time ever.
And Sara has nigg blood in her somewhere.
Wow.
She's also a descendant of Eurkel.

All for now.
Hope you enjoyed this tidbit.

You're still with me in my dreams.

Current Mood: Confused & "I told you so".

Well then, I'm confused, as already stated by the mood.
I'm not sure what's going on, he's teasing me again.
I mean, it's not really teasing, it was a joke, but I don't know how he is with his friends.

I liked it, more than anything, because it's like the way it used to be.
The way I love it.
The way I want it.
I just don't know. I want it to continue. And knowing myself, I'll continue to bring stuff up.
My nature, my problem.

History reapeats itself and from personal experience, when something happens with me, it gets stronger each time. Knowing how strong it was in months past, I hope my streak continues to flourish. I guess you could say I'm stupid. On the contrary, I say it's love, but as long as he doesn't realize the exent of all this, the longer I have to stay right where I am, possibly in misery, possibly in hopefulness.

I hope he knows that I was serious when I said, "Don't even tease me, because I would.."
100% serious, babes.

I still love you..

All for now.

Poker Is The Only Game You're Not Playing

Poker Is The Only Game You’re Not Playing
Current mood: nostalgic


At a touch of our fingertips
We can make it all disappear
Please don't escape my hopeful grip
Believe it or not, there was a time you wanted to be there.

If I can't touch you,
How do I remove my hands?
Must be deaf to all of it;
I just can't meet your demands.

All you wanted is for it to be over
But somehow I couldn't let it go
Now that the snow is lain
It doesn't change a thing.

I still sleep with your picture,
And the note you sent.
I know it's just my tendencies,
But they are the only things I've got left.

And everything I've dreamt about may never come true,
Everything I wished on a shooting star for,
I've come to accept the fact that I can't have you.
It doesn't change a thing.

If I can't touch you,
How do I remove my hands?
If I can't love you,
How do I remove my heart?

If I can't think about you,
How do I reset my brain?
Babes, it won't ever go the way you want,
It doesn't change a thing.

:D<3

Current mood: Optimistic

Well, he finally got online, and I talked to him.
Ahh, sweet, sweet relief.
I wouldn't doubt if he knows I'm still in love with him.
I wonder what will happen next year when his girlfriend leaves for college..
I don't know, but if he ever wants me, I'm his.
That's the promise I made to him, and to myself.
Short blog, but I needed to vent. :P