no. actually i dont want to dance.

Maybe the only thing that makes us unique is the little things that inspire us.
Clothing.
Words.
Signs.
Music.
Pictures.
Art.
Etc.,
Last night I was at a party. An okay/slightly uncomfortable party. Maybe I would have had fun there had I been in a different mindset. I just sulked, red cup in weak hand. Leaning against a stove. Ohhh did my five dollars pay for a meal you will place in this old fashioned bastard later this week? Great. Because Im just trying to keep you guys thriving. Make a lasagna on me. I'll drink six keystone keg cupped foam beers and call it even. Yeah hit me up the next time youre having a party, I'll surely come. I had a blast. Friend me on facebook. Lets even start doing our homework together. But oh, wait. You live so far away from central campus that it would take you 45 minutes just to walk to me, i'll come to you. Oh I didnt mean to make that face when you handed me your cup and told me to fill it up with 'wop'. Its just that...I didnt really WANT to stick my hand in to the sketchy tupperware container filled with koolaide. But, for you, sure anything doll. God, nice playlist. Who is playing the music around here? Its really making my foot tap, I cant even help it. Im being DRAWN to the dancefloor. I'll just go act like im waiting in line at the bathroom.

Back to what inspired me about this. I realized that a girl that lived on my floor last semester was there. And just knowing that made me feel awkward. I tell my friend, and he can tell im freezing up. He says to me, 'You were really lonely last semester? Werent you?' I dont know why. But that inspired every feeling written above. And I realize that yes indeed, I was lonely last semester. Ive known that obviously. But I havent FELT it since then, until last night. Its like hearing a really sad song that you havent heard in a long time. It takes you back, and once again breaks your heart.