Yano

Your skin burns from my longing eyes. I wonder if you noticed the 3rd degree burns when you undress yourself at night. I know I do notice my unseen skin when I undress myself at night. Last night plays over and over in my head like a vhs tape. I get two minutes of distorted silence every time I rewind it and then the whole things starts over again. Your lips kissing my forehead, my cigarette between your lips five minutes later. Sweet drinks and distant glances. The night already seemed like a distant memory while I was living it. I kept looking at you today to see if anything was different. Nothing. I also kept looking for faults in you. None. Rewinding... rewinding... rewinding. Jazz music playing in the background. You ask me for a dance. Clumsy feet and hands being careless about cigarettes. You almost burn me for once. My body tired of longing. You come closer and closer but the moment has already passed. The taped is full.

Happy Sunday. I'm joking. I have an essay to write and Psychology revision to do. Because now I'm almost grown up and I have (unwanted)responsibilities.
It's Halloween next month and I am so excited, I used to hate Halloween but now I sort of like it like it signifies the up-coming of Christmas. I feel so cosy at the minute I don't actually know why I'm so happy. I'm such a dork.
And because It's my birthday on the 11th of the 11th I've been browsing for clothes and I really want a pair of patterned trousers!

I slept over at my Mom's friends house last night because she was out of town and she doesn't like me and my sister in the house alone.