And I will swallow my pride

What would she think if she could see me right now.. she’d be impressed that I could scream every word to these terrible songs that I have listened to since I owned my first CD…

and I do know.. deep down inside, she would be rooting for me.

but I am still crumbling.

YouTube picked every one of these damn songs – which only proves that I was never cool – only, extremely excited.

I stopped it after that one because it freaked me out. I have seen The Social Network and the way my random poems have changed is really fucking weird. A post with those to come because I have been saving them just because its unbelievable. I guess you notice what is on your mind.

Not to be weird but…..

Every time that I watch that lobster video, I feel like its so symbolic… I get pretty… disturbed watching the poor guy all close up and then his incinerated self.. I guess I have never had lobster. We’re talking about someone that has a hard time with chicken… but my point is.. I continue to watch it for the few glimpses of your hands and back. I don’t think anyone can write that without feeling odd, but I just want to hold your hand so badly.. and kiss your back softly.

It’s always worth it every time, so .. yeah.. i’d face my fears for you. and that’s a pretty big deal.