May 12, 2013.
I’m starting to love Sundays. It was the second time I actually got up early and got dressed on a Sunday. Tasha picked me up and we went to Bangsar to accompany Sara during her lunch break. It felt like a really productive day even though we only went out for a couple’ve hours to eat. I like dressing up and being with the crowd on a Sunday. I don’t know. It just feels nice.
Hoping for more productive Sundays to come. You never know, this might just be our new weekly tradition.
I should stop saying
that I’m not in love
with you anymore,
because it’s a lie
that I will never
❝ It’s about misunderstandings between people and places, being disconnected and looking for moments of connection. There are so many moments in life when people don’t say what they mean, when they are just missing each other, waiting to run into each other in a hallway.
— Sofia Coppola on Lost in Translation (2003)
thoughts about the impermanence of a hook up written in permanent marker in the places he touched
by Lindsay Bottos
“I washed your lips away.”
i actually feed on intelligence
i love it when people know a lot about a lot of things
about music, films, religion, beliefs, history
i love listening to peoples opinions
i love big words
i want to suck in all these smart things like a sponge