Something Real

The smell you left on my pillow is gone, and I want it back.

You sexually assaulted me in a dream not long ago.

I've never been afraid of flying.

Florida is the same every damn time.

What does it mean to feel alive?

I don't think 100 men could have done this alone.

I had a lesbian dream with my bestie.

Il fait froid.

Annie is such a bananie.

Life is just a series of coincidences that are making me crazy.

Target is pretty awesome, but it shouldn't come to Canada.

I don't think there has been a day yet that I haven't had at least one small thought about you.

Planning a trip is a lot of work.

Grapefruit is the best fruit.

If I had just 3 breaths left, what would I say with them?

Double standards really suck, especially with gender.

60-degrees.

Dijonaisse.

Even though I hate the incensey smell of your guyses new place, when I come home sometimes as I'm falling asleep I can smell the lingering sniffs on my hair and that's ok.

A shadow can't erase the sun.

C'est pathetique.

How was I ever such a chatterbox? I don't really enjoy talking that much.

Please put your seat in the upright position.

My current job has put the cherry on top towards my hatred for kids.

I also now know I never ever want to be a teacher.

I don't understand why you don't let me see certain things. It's not like I don't know you have a girlfriend and attend all of these super amazing life parties with your high school peeps.

If every situation were like the one before...

Chad.

I'm quite disappointed my lesbian crush is straight. She would have been a lot of fun.

Where's your inspiration gone?

I've got to get out of this place while I still have time.

You'll always be my best friend, even though you already aren't.

I'm pretty fucking tired.

Haas avocado.

I hate new years far more than any other recognized holiday.

All 50 states.

Skating isn't all that bad.

I can't feel the numbness, so I don't really feel. What am I really missing anyway?

Here is now, and now is here.

I walk around wearing my invisible disguise.

Sometimes I wonder if it's easier to hate someone than to try and figure out how to exist in time and space with them.

Oh cool, it's 2012.

I'm beginning to lose my faith in people. I try to be kinder than I need to be, because you never know what kind of shit people are dealing with. What disappoints me is lately I've experienced meaner attitudes directed my way.

Animal farm.

Every now and again I think that I can't wait to get home from vacation, then I remember, home to what?

Get the fuck out of my dreams!

I can't remember the taste and feel of you anymore. But I'm not allowed to or shouldn't be thinking about that anyway.

In case I don't see you: good afternoon, good evening, and goodnight!

In case that I dream of a better place.

Crab grass and sand pipers.

At least I have the approval of one person (my aunt) in my family for being single.

Winter hair in vogue.

I will lose my sense of direction.

Just try to feel the music.

And don't be so nice.

Time can take me away.

Characteristics of first born children.

Whose going to watch me fashion show?

How did I not see it, when everyone else did?

It's zero degrees in Florida tonight.

You're all the same.

One more semester of this shit, then it's finally over.

Warm comfy socks rock.

No one knows for certain what will be.

I don't know if I feel any better today than I did 6 months ago about what you did to me. The dullness and disappointment are at least followed by this odd numbing feeling now.

I can say without shame and regret that I hate my grandfather.

No one gets to come in.

Finally home, from probably one of the worst family vacations!