twisting your arm to read this

one of those days where it was beautifully nice and sunny and warm but not quite warm enough to necessitate the skater boys being shirtless but i don't mind. watching awfully cheesy vampire movies, i had forgotten how sincerely i can laugh when no one is around. listening to shahrzad's lemonheads and rentals and they are so happy. venturing carefully the words that show how i feel and how i hurt from you still but you cant and dont want to hear just yet to complicate your life and i'm trying to understand.

i've been staying up too late too much for too little.