p-p-p-p-oker face p-p-poke his face

i put on modest mouse, sat on my bed, pulled out the package i meant to hide away forever, and stared. my brain left me and my fingers scrambled. my heart stopped, swelled, then sank. made it that much harder, like i knew it would. aslkfjwefj;ijskfdnfkjhxc;foiwhje;kflsdmn cutest shit ever. cutest "off limits" shit ever, like you said i used to be. this map you made me seems so fucking clear when the rest of the world is quiet, but so was the road to El Dorado. i could write my own will with this pen, instead of letting someone else's ink stain me. and i could listen to this owl in the night. but would it be there in the morning? and i could eat these cheerios and lower my cholesterol the next morning.

gah fuck it. whatever. thank you! it was the most i smiled/giggled/laughed all day. 8)