Today the world seems grey, the honeymoon is over and I have to start buckling down.



There are pregnant girls and I want so badly to say, you're so much brighter than this, to AW. I suppose that this is what emotional attachment feels like. I actually want to give her a hug.



But then, what I want more is a hug from you. It doesn't matter which, it's just that I want someone to sink into and to tell the truth to. To say, when I'm doing that slow horizontal flick of my eyes in a darkened cinema, it's because I'm trying to gauge how much you like me. To say you're beautiful. Oh, I don't know and I know perfectly well. Action's the problem.