take back

okay i take it back. i am happily exclaiming singlehood but i admit i am love sick at the same time. i gotta stop fooling female empowerment cause i really want to cuddle. but alas, there are no options at the moment. and i gotta be okay with that. i just never understood how some girls always had options. i actually am not picky. but sometimes i feel i am unrealistic. ie dwelling on the impossible. i don't want to oneday find myself alone and a scary old maid. i wanna be able to cuddle til im ripe and old. cuddle til death! but at the same time i refuse to change my expectations of the love dream. so yeah...i hope peeps like my post on loneliness. maybe i should start clubbing like all them other single girls. make my friday nights hot.
though for right now i will be unrealistically crushing on musicians. and a dumb boy in new york, who happens to be both a musician and artist. mother fucking deadly combo! mental exercise of the moment: consciously stop thoughts about "boy"



as a sort of emotional purging i am posting this lil gift that said "boy" gave to me. perhaps making my private life public will be a sort of emotional release for me. not that anyone else but myself should care. but it is interesting isn't it? i mean i would be totally interested in a stranger's love life.