perfect_memory belly fire through the magic of subjectivity everything can be made perfect for memory's sake there seems to be a potential for infinite memories now - based only on sincere perfection through the magic of who you are everything can be made perfect for memory's sake 030520 ... distorted tendencies That first kiss. Electrifying, ecstatic shock, right to my rapidly beating heart. Your lips were so soft, and your lip rings tasted like sweet metallic candy. I don't think your memory is as perfect as mine. 050811 ... Sonya You drove us almost an hour away to Chi's Chinese Cuisine in West Little Rock on my birthday. You had a bad cold but you stil did this for me. I remember sitting in that cramped booth wearing my magenta flower skirt and that cherry blossom necklace. I remember the way you looked at me as I enjoyed a shrimp hargow dumpling and scrunched up my nose in pleasure. I wanted to save that memory in a box forever. I remember how you teased me about getting so much enjoyment out of such a simple pleasure. I remember making that snow turtle with you. I remember the day your superiors came to your door step to congratulate you on your promotion. I remember the day we brought home Azriel and how I kept waking up because she was like a crying baby. Who knew a cat could be so complicated? I remember the day we went to Walmart with Jason at like 2 am. You still had Alexandra the truck back then. I remember how you buckled Sparkle the bear into my seat and how surprised I was. She is such a lovely bear in her dress. I remember going into Build A Bear workshop for the very first time. Tabby Honeypaws will never have enough outfits! She is such a fashion guru afterall. Sometimes I want to forget. Sometimes I want to have my mind erased like Clementine.. but sometimes I feel like Joel. Sometimes I just want to say "Please let me keep this memory...please just this one" "I loved you on this day" will never forget 050812 what's it to you? who go blather from