May 2011
People are always telling me that I look like… 16. Well I’m at this cafe in Atlanta and my waiter asked if I needed to see the wine menu.
TODAY. I PULLED OFF 21. Score. :)
April 2011
that has made me realize what a small world it is….
likewhoah.
haha no. madi. ive known you from CYT since you were like 7. im friends with your brother. and im pretty sure we [me and you] are friends on facebook.
I tend to get ahead of myself sometimes… WAY ahead of myself… and it sucks when reality starts to seep in.
Rewriting your script would be taking the easy way out.
I won’t sabotage my own debut if there’s another route.
Sure, I could turn the tables around and put the spotlight on you,
watch you burn in the heat and laugh as you miss your cue.
But that would leave both of us looking ridiculous on stage right:
You for ruining the plot, me for blocking my own light.
So while you stutter through your lines, my smile will stay aglow.
Because I refuse to let your smoking gun ever steal my show.
How I draw them:
hahahaha john and becca.
You have no idea how much I wish there was something I could do….
I have unrolled a map
onto my kitchen table
and put one finger
where you are and
another where I am.The space between
is only inches. That close,
I could feel you breathing.
I could reach out and
run my fingers through
every strand of your hair,
touch your lips and
barely need to move.In the corner of the map
there is a guide for judging scale:
every inch a hundred miles
full of roads and rivers and trees,
the guide a sharp reminder
that you are where you are
and I am where I am,
inches apart.-Gabriel Gadfly
in a few months, this will be relevant. and that concept kills me.

