Oh, this familiar feeling again. And I like it this time.

Currently Listening To: Elder Goose // Dance Gavin Dance.

'...feeling her grind made me lose my mind. I'M JUST PLAIN OLD TAKE HOME MATERIAL...'

Day one, the lights fade. The music's full of bass. She's all up in my face. I can't believe she's so close.

So. It's this same old feeling. And it's quite nice. It's good to know that I can still feel SOMETHING equivalent to normal regarding this particular human emotion. I hate how it came out of nowhere and I hate it even more that I don't want it to leave.

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On another note. Are you serious? Are you being serious this time? Because I am sick of being on a yo-yo. Either you want me around or not, so if you are about to open this door again, can you make sure you stick the wedge in it, so it doesn't slam shut and leave me out in the cold again? Thank you.

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'