Well What's In Your Amazonian Hope Chest?

Somewhere Between A Friend And Acquaintance—a Frequaintance, As It Were.

I Don’t Know What Boldness Came Over Me, But The Resolute Heaviness Of Dash’s Demeanor Threatened To Crush My Soul. My Pinky Finger Crept Over And Nestled Against His, For Comfort. Like A Magnet, His Pinky Finger Latched Onto And Intertwined With Mine. I Like Magnets A Whole Lot.

There. I've Said Everything I Wanted To Say Without Actually Having To Use The Words "please Stay

I Can Be A Badass Dj When I Want, But I Am Also An Insufferable Music Snob.

We're Better Off. But I Don't Know If The World's Better Off. I Don't Know If The Two Are The Same Thing.