For Now

I've kept this blog for all my secrets, my loves, my passions. I can't remember the last time I truly sat down to think about anything else but school, work, and just getting through this last semester without losing all my hair. I feel some sort of suppressed inspiration attempting to unleash itself from the bonds that my brain has tied to it. Until then, Im stressin'

you always know just what to say...

A flower, you are powerful, you do something to me
cause girl I caught the vibe like you threw something to me

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Ruben

You see that? That's the key to my heart.

I am in and out of classes, of readings, and meals. I walk five minutes to Jonsson and back to Tisch, but no matter how busy I keep myself, I still manage to miss you.
Today in between sporadic text messages I answered: "Love me?" and you responded, quite romantically, "more than you know".

You're everything and anything I would ever need. Love me always, and keep me in your arms, even if we are 180 miles away.

So don’t forget to smile when you see the sun come out, cause your laughter and your love are all I’ve been thinking about. Just the thought of you sustains me, and that smile of yours can make the whole world new. I love the way I feel when I’m with you.

Man, I love...

College. I've never experienced such a whirlwind on a day to day basis. From re-arranging furniture to walking across Saratoga to reach any off campus location that all the cab drivers know the address to. I've only been at Skidmore for 4 days and this already feels like home - I just need some wall art. I'm miles away from all I know, but I can't say I'm too homesick, at least not yet.

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