passion_or_security Bespeckled I've chosen. I've stopped trying to want something I thought I needed. I need what I want. I want fire. I want passion. I want what doesn't make any sense. I've finally realized that is the key to my happiness. Please be my senseless love. Please. 081117 ... unhinged security doesn't mean shit if i'm not head over heels. i need you to want me. you make me pull you close. i need you to grab me, but i'm afraid to let go. i always wish they are you. we would struggle happily together everyday for the rest of our lives with an army of musical children and i would never be sad again. but i'm afraid to tell you. i can tell you anything, but i'm afraid to say i need you. 081117 ... unhinged we stood in the middle of the men's shirts section at the thrift store and i tried a real cowboy shirt on. blue with varied colored stripes. you looked across the racks 'you look really good in that' with a weird wistfulness in your_voice. i said 'thanks' and could feel myself blushing. and i could feel my smile widen, turning my mouth up at the corners. we went to the bar i feel in_love with you at afterwards. you fronted me the cash to buy a couple mini pieces; your recent exgirlfriend had some photos in the same show. i looked at the table we were sitting at that first night and my heart flopped over. i still want to have your babies. 081117 ... unhinged *fell damn 081117 what's it to you? who go blather from