I want to express how much I value honesty in a personal relationship. I’m not talking about white lies or anything that doesn’t exactly affect the entire relationship. How you lie about liking a certain kind of drink, things like that. 

I’m talking more along the lines of not telling me you’re masturbating within skype call while I’m playing Spore for you (this wasn’t admitted until after intimacy :\). Or more direly why you can’t tell me why you broke up with me twice.

I’m a little biased but in my opinion Emily Dickinson should stop giving advice. 

In one of her poems she concludes that telling the truth gradually is the right thing to do. Now define gradually. Gradually could be days, weeks, or months. Some people never tell the truth about what they do. If love and companionship is on the line I’d want to know what the fuck is going on. No matter how hard the truth is to take it’s the RIGHT thing to do, not the easiest. 

If someone helped me make alfredo pasta and told me how they felt, I’d consider them awesomesauce.

17 hours ago  /  0 notes

Had a really odd dream last night.

It involved having my annoying relatives over. Stories that I really don’t care about, the usual things. The next day within the dream I’m at my best friend’s girlfriend’s house. I don’t know why I’m hanging out with her. In real life she’s a a double edged blade. Grumpy and fails to understand complications, yet caring and attentive. 

While I’m in her house I play with the 5 cats she has. One kitten in particular looks like a hamster that tries to get into every closed door. After a few minutes her grandmother talks to us before she leaves. Talking about eccentric things that I can’t quite remember. 

I’m trying to figure out what this dream means. If it means anything at all.

18 hours ago  /  0 notes

My room is so hot that the chocolate bar on my desk is slightly melted. Perks of having a PS3, 30 inch tv, and a computer on at the same time.

2 days ago  /  1 note