This will be an entry not concerning you. Don't bother to continue reading.

So whatever, I suppose this comes from my hunger for something cinematic. Or something romantic. Something or anything just to warm my bones. Anything just to set fire to this heart of mine. Anything to bring oxygen to these lungs of mine. I know you feel the same way. Aren't we ever vain? But anyways--there's the boy. And there's the girl.

The boy is just a normal boy. There's nothing special about him. He walks and talks and is just as corrupted as everyone else. And, that's just who he is. But no matter what he says, he's tired of being alone. So don't believe him when he says otherwise.

Then of course, there's the girl: nothing perhaps that stands out at first glance, but it's here little quirks that will do it for you. She plauges your thoughts when you should be sleeping, or reading, or writing, or breathing, or any other number of tasks that you fail to do when she comes into your head. And you know that it can't be love, because you're not that pure, but you definately feel something. What can you do though? Nothing. And that's exactly what the boy does. Nothing.

And I don't know where it goes from here. That's all that came to me.

- posted by Jonathan@ 12:01 AM