Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Sunday evening feeling..

Listening to good music.

I will always love and hate this feeling. After coming home from a party or something very social, then unwinding here where it's all me, only me, and I get to regroup.

It's ok that sometimes, this just translates to sadness. And I start to feel lonely like I do, and I think about the ways I wouldn't be lonely right now. And I yearn and long and get very tired.

Reassemble, yeah, that works.

On most nights, I think about the same things. Remember the same things. Wish for the same things.

Summer is in full swing.

ARCHIVE, FUCKERS (for Ace-like purposes)