Friday

the missing

i haven't updated in a long time.

this, being the more private of my musings, has been neglected since that amazing trip to boston that altered the course of my life. and don't you wonder what would happen if even one little thing changed in your life?

everything is always so cryptic when you give it a quick overview. i would love to dedicate more and more and more to everything, to tell you about my poetry and dreams and lust and love and dancing and necklaces and cady hearts.

but i fear i'm almost out of borrowed time.