Card 13

A whimsical boy with fantastic teeth put a bandaid on my heart last night. I remember what it's like to want something that isn't yours.

And he certainly isn't mine. But for one night we agreed to play in a world that cannot exist. We shook on it... or held hands depending on how you look at it. It was a world more perfect than the one I imagined. A world with zombies and a stack of 16 microwaves with a keyboard on top. And one white fence a block from my house. He does yoga, and He has more teeth than me, I'm sure of it. the better to eat you with she whispered. He picked me up and carried me across some threshold of sanity that I never dared cross.

I haven't felt this sort of thing in so very very long. He is strange. He loves music. And he said "I never thought a girl like you would ever find someone like me attractive" and I wonder what I am made of that could possibly compete with someone made of star dust and lucky charms and... well mushrooms, honestly.

I'm so enamored with last night. Especially now that I'm alone in my room and I can hear the clubs downtown pulsing. I can feel that in my blood. Magic and whimsy. I kept preying for delirium to take me and he did... He did.