take me in

having a beautiful song written about you is almost like having a large white house with blue shutters and a room for painting rehabilitated for you.

just sayin.

anyone else remember mariah carey's daydream album?

i used to listen to the WHOLE thing over and over again when i liked Josh Triller who had no idea i even existed.

a little tempted to bust it out tonight as i sit beside my 85% extra dark chocolate. this is ridiculous. why are my feelings so hurt over someone i don't even know? better yet, someone who doesn't even know me? how did i revert back to 13 so suddenly?

i thought of someone i used to know

today.

the o in angel

i've felt like i've been pretty good about crushing from a distance so i'm unclear as to how this particular one snuck in.

you paint colors for me i've never seen in this world

Sunday cries

cause' we left her
in Orange City
where you scooped ice cream
and I lied. --A.B.

my new years resloution

was actually to begin drinking coffee. it's true. up until a month ago i hated the bitter taste of it and didn't understand why it was such a fad among all people in all cultures. and for me, it's not the affect it has on me because i actually don't like that my heart hurts after drinking the damn stuff. it's the earthy, warm, creamy thick of it sweeping down the interior of my neck i've developed an addiction to.
and, until my teeth start turning yellow from its delayed, abominable, acidic effect, i shall continue my consumption. also, and don't judge me all you coffee connoisseurs following, i may have to resort to decaf for the sake of my heart and the possibility of it randomly imploding inside my chest because it kind of hurts to drink this dark, earthy matter. ah, such is love...



The morning cup of coffee has an exhilaration about it which the cheering influence of the afternoon or evening cup of tea cannot be expected to reproduce. ~Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.

This coffee falls into your stomach, and straightway there is a general commotion. Ideas begin to move like the battalions of the Grand Army of the battlefield, and the battle takes place. Things remembered arrive at full gallop, ensuing to the wind. The light cavalry of comparisons deliver a magnificent deploying charge, the artillery of logic hurry up with their train and ammunition, the shafts of with start up like sharpshooters. Similes arise, the paper is covered with ink; for the struggle commences and is concluded with torrents of black water, just as a battle with powder. ~Honore de Balzac, "The Pleasures and Pains of Coffee"

I bought a decaffeinated coffee table, you can't even see a difference. ~Author Unknown


Coffee, the finest organic suspension ever devised. ~Star Trek: Voyager