Feeling pretty cruddy, like the back of a coal miner's shoe.

This cold virus is rocking me pretty bad.

Watched some explosions in the sky. Almost fell asleep, but as I did, I noticed beauty.


How can you tell you really love or loved a girl?

When, randomly you find a dead strand of their hair caught on your face or in your mouth, and you don't immediately spit it out. It is carefully pulled out, looked upon, and placed to the side.

When you stare and you smile at her, like a simpleton at a calculus problem.

When the last words after she slit your throat are the apology for bleeding on her shirt.