PRIDE

my best friends and i went to the gay pride parade today in the west village. it was so much fun, so hot and kinda shocking but i knew that it would be a little crazy. aterwards, we hung at the pier and soaked up some sun. what made the day so much better was that my little sister, mother and future brother in law came downtown to hang out with me. i haven't seen that bitch in a week. me and nickey played at the park and tried to cool off in the sprinklers. it was a wonderful day. i'm definitely going to sleep happy :)

these hands

so pretty :)

as long as i can remember, i've always been quite obsessed with hands. i love looking at them. in fact, it's what i do when i'm the the train. i just scope out hands. i also love holding hands. if i'm with my little sister, i'm always holding her hand. maybe it's because i don't like my own hands and i always want to see what other people are working with. don't know why i decided to make a post about my fixation but i just spent 2 hours looking at pictures of hands and i figured i was obsessed enough to write about it.

just a thought

 maybe your first love is the one that sticks with you because it's the only person who will receive all of you, every last bit of you that there is to give. after that, unfortunately you learn better. most of all, a piece of you forever remains in the heart of the one you loved - a piece no future lover could ever get, no matter what. that piece holds innocence, the belief that love really can last forever (and it can). it holds friendship and pain, trial and error, that one kiss you'll never forget and that night under the stars you can never get back. it holds the inside jokes and knowing smiles. it holds youth and everything you thought love would be, almost everything that was proven to be wrong. still, i'm thankful  for it. even when i'm alone with a pain in my chest so severe that i think if it doesn't go away, i just might die, i'm thankful. i'm not scared to love again anymore. if fact, i already do. i can appreciate things in a way i never thought possible. it's all worth it. every last tear and sleepless night. but of course, now i'm more careful ;)

me duele la boca

PARK THE CAR

DROP THE PHONE

LAY ON THE FLOOR

DREAM OF ME 

sorry i'm not more interesting.

"You like someone who can't like you back because unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot. "
word.

it's been a while. too lazy to write out all that's been going on so i'll give a quick run down.

been sick. had every symptom and remedy under the sun and still sick. chloe grace was born on may 28. she's gorgeous and i love her so much already. can't hold her much on account of this mystery illness. i hate that she's a gemini. a jar of nutella is the wall paper on my phone, i'm that dedicated.  ben visits and fights with me a lot. i can't sing like i used to but dammit it, i try. my room can never stay clean. my little sister kinda sorta moved out. mom has been really nice to me. i start volunteer work at an animal shelter in 2 weeks, so excited. new york city in the summer is unbearable but there's no place else i'd rather be. lots of third eye blind for some reason. movie and ice cream dates with nick. just plain movie dates with my boys. the long island railroad sucks. best friends aren't what they used to be. found nemo. i miss you, jeff and your smell is almost gone. i miss breathing normally and pronouncing words that don't have b's in them correctly. i've become more than a little bit obsessed with john green, the man is me, in man form. spending lots of time with rayne, my genius of a 7 year old baby sister. turns out, she's crazier than we thought. that's pretty much it.

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