the way it's night for many miles

[coyotesuspect]

Two posts in the same afternoon? D:

But oh well. I FEEL LIKE SPREADING SOME LOVE.

Meme stolen from lavendergaia :

Comment here and I will tell you why I like/love you.

Even if we don't talk much, heck even if we have NEVER spoken, I want EVERYONE to participate. If you want to share the love and do the same at your journal, go ahead. You're under no obligation to carry it on if you comment here.

Go on everyone needs more love in their life.

I've got class in ten, but when I get back, I'll have lots of love to spread around. <3

And have a poem:

Meanwhile

Driving, dogs barking, how you get used to it, how you make

                the new street yours.
Trees outside the window and a big band sound that makes you feel like
              everything's okay,
       a feeling that lasts for one song maybe,
                                    the parentheses all clicking shut behind you.
                     The way we move through time and space, or only time.
The way it's night for many miles, and then suddenly
                                                                                  it's not, it's breakfast
      and you're standing in the shower for over an hour,
                                               holding the bar of soap up to the light.
I will keep watch.  I will water the yard.
              Knot the tie and go to work.  Unknot the tie and go to sleep.
                                                             I sleep.  I dream.  I make up things
      that I would never say.  I say them very quietly.
                                                  The trees in wind, the streetlights on,
                    the click and flash of cigarettes
being smoked on the lawn, and just a little kiss before we say goodnight.
             It spins like a wheel inside you: green yellow, green blue,
                                                                         green beautiful green.
       It's simple: it isn't over, it's just begun.  It's green.  It's still green.

~Richard Siken

ETA: Remember that paper I was bitching about last week? Got it back today, and- A bitches!!!!

\o/ \o/ \o/

*g* Now onto the love!

Comments

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*wiggles eyebrows back*

hauntedmuse: So, this might surprise you, but I don't actually have a lot of friends in real life...

lawl. Just kidding.

Here goes, bb.

I love you because we get each other, and that's rare enough to find in real life, let alone fandom. I love that we have a million inside jokes- some of which come from that very first lucifer friending meme. I love that you love Sam/Dean and Anna/Ruby and enable me in all my crazy, and let me enable you in all your crazy. I love how talented you are- both in writing and in graphic making.

I love your sense in humor. I don't how many times you've made me laugh irl, or how many times I've started laughing to myself in class remembering something you said. I love that I've sometimes laughed for minutes to the point where I couldn't breathe because of you.

And I love how strong and fierce you are. I love you because you deal with a lot of crap in your life that you shouldn't have to, but you're still a wonderful, positive, funny, smart, and decent person. I love you because when you're serious, you're serious. You care about people, and you care about the world, and I feel, fundamentally, that I can trust you.

You're the Samvee to my Dertle, and that means a lot.

<3

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*sealclap*
DITTO RIGHT BACK AT YOU, DERTLE