I have a total crush on her. My goodness. At least my sexuality crisis went quite smoothly. (This does not include the process of coming out... which hasn't yet happened yet. I hope it goes as smoothly.)

Although, just for the record, I doubt that I'm 100% gay any more than I am 100% heterosexual.
And, just for the record, I'm curious about whether there might be a bit of asexuality but maybe not.

She's just so beautiful. And what a darling she is. Brilliant, kind, charismatic! And my goodness, if you could hear her play the harmonica the way she played mine for me last night, you'd have a little crush on her too.

Here's a secret. I just desperately want to share mutual love and intimacy, not necessarily sex, just... intimacy.

A few months ago, I blogged about a dream I had in which I was engaged to be married to a girl named Clare. Clare was the girl's nickname; her actual name was sexually ambiguous.

As it turns out, I met a girl about a month after that dream. Her real name is Claire, and the nickname is sexually ambiguous. She's really cool, and I really like her, but she's in a relationship already. And I'm very happy for her. :)

Funny the way these things happen, though, don't you think?

If you were my keys, where would you hide?

I de-activated my Tumblr blog during exam season and now I've reverted to this blog, which is rather nice because on this blog, I don't re-blog things. I actually write things.

Today, for example, I'm having one of those days where I've dressed up...
and now I don't feel like getting out of my pretty (on sale) dress because it makes me feel pretty!

But I guess I'll change into sweats and a tank and then I can feel casual/comfy/sexy. Maybe.

I am enough. I am enough. I am enough. I am enough. I am enough.