| this is the first time ive written in here in an obscenly long time
meg, who reminded me that this site still exists, will no doubt be the only one to read this but i think i'm ok with that.
bizarre day to rediscover xanga because last night, after drinking probably a little too fast, ihad a dream. now what happened in this dream? no idea. i seldom remember my dreams and this was no exception. the difference is that i woke up and i had this amazing feeling that something had just happened. and i was happy. truely happy. i wrote a poem about it a few hours later and ill post that on my poetry xanga in a few minutes
(xanga.com/idontwanttohearanythingfromyou)
the dream stuck with me all day. maybe it was a good thing i saw rachael later. maybe it wasnt. who's to say
tonight reminded me of the good ole days. it was the first typical night ive had in a long time.
i love things
peace love and all that cal,
AAron |
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| i miss the good ole days where we used to hang out on the porch and drink until we were no longer speaking...where we'd go when there was nothing else to do and the captions on the television screen were boring as shit...the life i used to have has disintegrated and goddamn do i want it back
i love so many people right now...
and i hope i can keep it up.
AAron |
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| ive decided that when i can sing these words to a woman...that i will marry her.
You made a skirt from an old tablecoth, and when we kissed you said my face felt scratchy. So while you were at work i shaved my beard off, and when you came home we kissed and kissed like we hadnt kissed for weeks even though it was only a couple of hours. |
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i did all of those without deleting or letting my finger off the m key.(and only the third one is fucked up)
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