flow!
scene
broken social
broken social scene
déjà vu
blue
i never remembered
into every life a little...
overcome by the power they...
poison
gee
responsive
memory goes up and down depending on the type of love?
rate of memory
longevity of memory
memory desire
memory loss
memory lost
mem
même
s
a
v
e
click
up and down and /still/ all over the place.

matching

refreshingnnnnnnnnnnnnnncreativity
crispnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnpersonality
circularnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnsensuality
sicknnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnmorning
tragicnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnsmile
rapturousnnnnnnnnnnnnnngratification
apprehendingnnnnnnnnnnnrationality
provocativennnnnnnnnnnnnsimultaneity
shrinkingnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnhallelujah
imprisoningnnnnnnnnnnnnninsanity
rabidnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnrabbit
fetchingnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnntruth
lostnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnviolence
ornamentednnnnnnnnnnnnnmorality
severennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnbreath

i hate to give you what i originally thought cause it ruins your interpretation. refreshing personality, crisp morning, circular smile, rabid rabbit, severe morality, tragic hallelujah, apprehending violence, sick rationality, lost sensuality, ornamented gratification, fetching creativity, rapturous insanity, shrinking simultaneity, imprisoning truth, provocative breath

ill just get straight to the point:
blogs are all about self recognition and discovery. why other people like to read that? i have no idea. and why we deny it so poorly? again: no idea.

thus

i adore pretty much anything that comes in a bowl.
i have this obsession with passion. be passionate about something and hallelujah.
you know how most people's teeth hurt when they eat cold things? like ice cream. my teeth hurt when i eat hot things.
crossed legs are so much more comfortable.
music has the same way of making me feel inferior as ...i cant think of anything. it just makes me feel inferior.
before the play i did my nails every other day. now i just make sure they're not dying.
i had a dream about how to spell lie, lying, lay, laying..etc. thats how much it haunts me.
i have never in my life listened to point of grace, that i know of.
11<-- i dropped an irish rovers tape on my keyboard and the '11' came out.
i always feel like im not going fast or slow enough. its never just right.
i dont much like it when one speaker works and one doesnt.
im horrible at pet peeves
determination come and goes so fast sometimes i just dont grasp it for a week or so
one good thing in my life and id be satisfied with just that it seems
i always want what i cant have
i get grumpy when i havent had my hug <-- the only t-shirt ive ever had that said more than a word or two
aladdin
whats a good note to end on?

tj.

You always want what you can't have
for you i will~teddy geiger

caught you

im practiced:
if i close my eyes just so and i part my lips just right. i can settle into a routine of complex breathing in mock sleeping. perfect for a complex situation. his t-shirt is dampening my forearm. it feels like it did last week, and the week before, for as long as i can remember. when i reached out for your hand and you were too weak to lift me up, i salute you. it was easier to be asleep for you than let you or i wander into our final conclusion. i am too nervous for love. mon coeur, mon amour.