Omnomnocomputers. :(

*A Thousand Fair Suitors

A thousand fair suitors all stab at your heart
Those poets of movement and jockeys of art
The high-volume vendors who hustle romance
Splashing their canvas with color and dance

The blasters of trumpets, gold banners unfurled
They offer lush gardens in glistening worlds
Yes, bearers of torches and carvers of stone
Who whisper their sonnets and surrender their thrones

And there in your doorway, no shadow is cast
No lingering voices, no ghosts from the past
Just a cluster of walls, and a window of pain
Collecting the heartache like droplets of rain

Still I stand before you, with palms to the sky
No gold in my pocket, no thorn in my side
And all I can offer, where words have no place
Is a body that trembles, and this love that awaits*

Dear Joey,

I thought you were gay. I thought you were gay and that you would only speak to boys because you made a strange face at me when we met[for the second time, I guess.]. Apparently I knew you before. I met you at PRC. Back when I liked that place. You’re great. We can joke about anything and I can tell you everything.
I’m sorry for thinking you were gay.
I’m sure you love girls. A lot. And want to…you know…

Love,
Nadia

• Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
• Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
• Day 23 — The last person you kissed
• Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
• Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
• Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
• Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
• Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
• Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
• Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror

• have kids[WITHIN MATRIMONY]
• keep roses alive
• build a replica T.A.R.D.I.S. 
• own and drive an 87’ Volkswagen Beetle
• bake an apple pie with lattice on top in stead of cheating and leaving the crust plain
• perform on Broadway

I love my “daughter” so much. We’re cuddling right now. She’s so warm and funny and I love it when she permits me to text my beautiful boyfran and post to my uber desolate blog with her phone. (: