“This is the closest I’ll come to touching you the way I want.” (a thought & photo dump)

I'm doing ok in school. This is my most packed semester yet and though I got a 70% on my first exam (y'all know how first exams go, also I didn't study enough, also you never really know how a prof asks test questions or wtf they want before that first exam also) (kill me) …

My college comp teacher, a crotchety, slow speaking woman nearing 50's, asked an experimental jot from us today.  Sorrow is ... Love is ... Joy is ... Dissapointment is ... I suppose she gets her fair share of cliches. Dull-eyed community college kids doing the least, handing in chewed up garble because they don't read …

C’est La Vie

I crave a pure love. A love like the sun on your face in a warm breeze.  Love like the first bite of the only food you've wanted after fasting  A love like hands sliding over your waist when you lay await. I need a pure pure love. Love like a blue sky after harsh …