recognition

i appreciate those who appreciate what i appreciate.

new acquaintances aren't always a bad thing.

eye contact.

i see a habit developing and
am doing nothing about it...
i'm getting quite good at pretending.
modesty: credit should be given where credit is due.

people who aren't worth my time are ultimately
the same people who tear my heart out of my chest,
leaving it to be trampled on.
heart on your sleeve?
...you can find mine on the sidewalk.

camouflage: rain mixed with tears.
body language remains the most important means of communication.
its all in my head ...because i don't want to bring it up.

the root of my indulgences is to get you off my mind.
its not working, and yet i continue on with the lifestyle...

bliss is ignorance.

i lied.

mechanical pencil.

out of sight, not necessarily out of mind;
misleading implications...
even though i'm not one to imply.
straight.forward.

i have dirty fingernails.
what have i gotten myself into?
i count my recent intimacies on one hand;
some intentional,
others spontaneous,
most under the influence.

i swear i'm not promiscuous.
i've grown beyond physical attatchment and have
adjusted practically according to each affair.
i want more- but i'm not desperate...
i can handle this.
i'm a big girl.

fatigued by incomplete affection and conditional circumstances;
i lose a little bit of myself with each kiss i willingly give away.
i miss you so much- in this sense, i miss myself.
it hurts...
but i have to live past it.