2003-06-03 - 1:31 p.m.

limited lack of judgement, and sincere glances his way, i will give him. advice on the pointless things im a master at, or share some unimportant memory from a decade ago, but that is where it ends. but he recalls silly things i said, and hopes for things i might. impresses me with a debate or a god damn smile.

my head knows im foolish.

but my heart, belongs to that goofy procrastinating boy with way too much music knowledge. he can drowned out a crowd by holding me. there is comfort and truth in his eyes, that tell me he isnt going anywhere despite my attempts to push him away. i love him more than i love conor oberst and ben kweller combined...