i want to sit and write a nice long entry...but i am supposed to go chill at ponge's cousin's house. i have so much to say, but ive had to wait for days and days.the other day ponge and i were wrapped in each other's arms, and i was so full, and felt something really familiar..then i realized i've simulated that feeling with ecstacy. woe to our depraved youth (and not-so-youth) what replace relationships and warm arms with liquids and powders. ive never done this before, a relationship like this..i feel like a young mammal, learning to walk, learning the beauty and dangers, the sounds and smells, of this new world. ah, but my need to hurry impedes my words. expression is coming.
