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Friday, April 21, 2006


inner self.
well i got the oh-so-awaited letters from my speacial someone today, they were so uber-cute! complete with hearts, declorations of love, "kisses" and real lipstick marks. man do her lips leave perfect marks, and to think eventually my whole body will be bearing those marks on a continuous basis.

yes to be in ove is grand, and i believe my situation isn't completly bad, its not exactly a prime choice, but its not as terrible as some people make it seem.

see the disconnection and lack of time are a test, if i can be this in love, from just words, pictures, sounds, ideas, dreams, fantasies, promises... if these intangible things can drive my heart so wild, and turn me into such a lovesick fool, imagine what having her physical form, to feel those embraces, to see the kiss marks left by her perfect lips, to feel hrer body against mine, and possibly, eventually mine intertwined with her's, these things i know not but in imagination now, but when i have them, have her to feel, and taste, and smell, i know this love is strong, for now all i have is a promise, and i cherish it, my love is coming, i just have to wait.

and yes to the cynical there are problems, some believe me a fool, because we can't feel, and taste and grope. i say this less poetically because i believe these ideas unworthy of my romatisizing, yes i have doubts, because my mind is not one-dimentional, but my trust, my love, and my hope outway the devil on my shoulder saying its bad, he is far out-classed by the angel, who just happens to be Cupid, and not since Custer has one man been shot with this many arrows.

my love is strong.
my love is real.
this love transcends
the need to feel.
some doubt
some tout
but they fail to see
what my love is about
i love is trust
my love is hope
not the need to thrust
nor the necessity to grope
i'll love till the end
i'll wait for her touch
my heart gives me strength
because i love her so much

i know, my poetry makes Popo Zao sound like Shakespeare, but i tried.

the letters were great, they proved i chose wisely. and that my girlfried is crazy.

one love letter involved a dancing chicken, oh my god, this girl is crazy. but it was funny, there were also several Hello Kitty stickers and glittery fish. oh, well still love her, just wondering about her sanity [better than mine, like usual]

but the letters were very touching and i'm glad i got them. also as a joke she decided to put a bunch of glittery stars, that spilled out everywhere, so now it looks like hurricane Elton john went through my room. alas its cute, just wish she was there, to like sprinkle them on the bed so they'd stick to our naked forms as we...

i digress, i also got glittery heart and flower, uber-girly temp tats, once again i wish she was there to "make" me wear them, in embarassing places of course [cheek, neck, easily seen places where there is no way i can hide them] yes, i have "interesting" tastes, but she's into them too, so i guess i'm lucky i found some who's just as insane in the same way as me.

but the best gift was a necklace that has a pair of mini, heartshaped handcuffs [impure thoughts DIE BAD THOUGHTS DIE!!!] well its meant for girls [like everything i find romanticly or physically arousing] so it doesn't fit around my neck, so its wrapped around my left wrist. i hope it keeps me from my addiction.

~~~~~~~~ WARNING! the following content my be offensive, read at your own risk, if you dont want to read it, skip untill you see these squigglies again~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

see as a lonely guy, i do as lonely guys do, and i used to be a righty, but my old crush, Dafina wrote a cute message on my right hand "Te Durra bro," or "love ya bro," at that moment i declared my right hand "sealed," from those duties, and now i have this sign of my love on the left wrist i hope i can quit.

i know this is really icky, but it really killed me to do such a disgusting thing, i felt weak and dirty, and after talking to Bev on the phone i went 28 days without digrading myself in that way, but i lost control, but i went that long because of my love, and i hope these cuffs, this gift, a sign of love from her will seal my left. please if you read this, and understand my feelings of self-hatred due to my physical weakness and no self control, wish me luck and that my hands stay sealed by love.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~end of icky-ness~~~~~~~~~~~~~

i was gonna say more but i'll save it. i like the mood to end on either love or redemption.

read Absolute Power please.

and love is everything,

Got it memorized?

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