thoughts for a thursday night.

i miss india. i miss the indians. i miss the smells. i miss the boys from the house of hope. **sigh**

i miss my brother. he's amazing.

You are beautiful. i am dull. come, fascinate me, Jesus, that i would love You better.

dashboard confessional's frontman has a ridiculously large mouth. it's out of control.

i wish the dog i'm watching this week would stop trying to hump my leg. i feel violated.

the weather is icky.

that's all. time to read Romans.

love you all.