2003-08-15 - 10:34 p.m.
love is when you don't wash your stomach because he wrote about how much he loves you there.
it's when you go insane and say stupid and weird things and act ridiculous, yet he doesn't care.
love drives your car so you can eat tater tots in the passenger seat.
love lights your cigarette for you.
love comes to see you at work without you having to ask.
love is what gets on my glasses after we kiss a lot.
love tells you you smell like cheese.
love smells like cheese.
love write about you in his die-ary
ok. i can't be mushy anymore.
DEATH! DAMNATION! FIRE AND BRIMSTONE! BLOOD ON THE CARPET! KNIVES AND GUNS!
ok. there. a nice balance. i can sleep now.