Oct. 14th, 2013 09:51 pm
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 The music was pounding, surrounding us in a vibrant, hot embrace. People were jumping, dancing, moving to the music, and I was a part of them. I thought I felt so alive, so existent. The thumping, resounding energy exhausted me, and the song was just too long, I had to stop jumping for a second, to catch my quickening breaths. Swung my head to catch the whole atmosphere and make it stick to me for a while. 

Her eyes caught mine like the blazing north star leading me home. Stuck in her gaze, my breathing was suddenly forgotten. The music, forgotten. Everything, gone. She was standing there, turned and looking at me, watching my movements, nodding her head to the music. Or nodding at me with the music? I'm not sure anymore, my head is buzzing with a new kind of energy, a new kind of existence. 

A new song starts and her body twists back to the stage, excitement lighting up her entire face. It must be her favorite, because she puts her head down, and arms up, and is really moving to the music now. Hips are swaying and her head is swinging, and I suddenly get the strongest urge to hold her waist as she jives. I decide "What the hell." and go for it. I make my way over to her, and she glances back at me. She knows, and she accepts it, even smiles a little as I reach my hand out.

Her waist is warm and soft, moving to the music in such a tantalizing way. I put my other hand on her, and I'm close enough to smell her hair. 

"You feel so nice, and smell even better...." 

I freeze, dead in my tracks, unable to move. An uneasy feeling creeps it way into my very bones, a chill that is deep and dark. She didn't say that. Her mouth didn't open at all when I heard her. 

She turns around and faces me, surprise in her eyes. Disbelief. Denial. 


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I've been spacing out a lot today.  But this morning I had replies to things Edo said to me this morning. She told me that Her dad was blaming her for something she had no handle on. I wanted to say "Well, don't worry about it, he doesn't know. He's just assuming." 
And then she was talking about how her boyfriend is ... ignoring her? OR too busy to talk a lot recently, and it's depressing her slightly. I wanted to tell her that if Parker did that to me then I'd just get annoyed and start bugging him about it.

But I didn't say those things.

Why didn't I say those things to ease her mind?

Oh, and something pissed me off today. Well, not really, but I'm pouty about it. I want a new phone because this juke thing is getting retarded. So I want an Alias 2. So I asked my aunt if we have any upgrades, and she said that the next one we get either her or my grandmother will use.

Thanks. I guess I'll just go get a job and save up 320 dollars while you guys already have jobs and get the upgrade. Thanks. A lot.

I know I'm being pouty but I kinda wanna be. Period and all.

I wanna get high, but I'm nervous. And not really high, just to try it out, just to see what ti's like and to say that I've done it. 

And to get some crazy drawing or painting skills and make some awesome drawing or story or poem or something. My creative skills at the moment are at nilch.


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