i cant believe im blogging an hour before my paper

love makes you do the weirdest things
regardless of whether u have it
or you are seeking it

you still.. ultimately do stupid things for love.
or out of the ordinary.

you are shopping. and you stop. because certain incidences of love come into your mind
you are riding, you swerve to turn a corner, and a memory of a venue of special occasions starts a mini rewind in your head.
you wake up and proceed to shower, and out of nowhere, your mind wanders off to someone who is very dear to you.

such moments are often intimately cherished by you yourself
cause only you have access to your own thoughts.

well, im just saying
all i can think about is you.
and all my content and argument is thrown out of the window.
zzzzz.

IMY.