Forgive me, I don't want to post here anymore.

Edit: I suppose a small explanation would be ok. I'm tired of summing up big things with small words which are sometimes (often) inaccurate, and I also think that this is a supreme waste of time. How dangerous both of those things are! I'd rather leave my thoughts, pictures, and my heart to myself for longer periods of time and not wear all of me on my sleeve so everyone can look. This is not the only thing I'm dropping, and yes I am moving. Perhaps I won't come back. I love some of you. The rest, well I don't know you, so cheers to everyone.

How about we go live for real?

Maybe I'll tell you about my trip someday.

Such a series of events... Too sensitive for public broadcast, but I might be moving to Arizona in January.

Bittersweet: every place seems so barren and void of potential relationships when you've spent so long in one place making friends. And I have spent so long; going with the flow is not easy in times like these, but I have to do what I have to do, even if it means that I'm so far away.

I don't have any more words right now.

Remember how you would stand on the Adirondack chair on your porch so we could hug face to face? And how you kept your nose on my neck with your eyes closed because you felt more safe there?

You would put your arms inside my jacket; I remember leaving it open for you. Your hair was everywhere, and cold on my face, but it didn't matter so much because your chest was on mine, and we were so snug.

Remember how I used to say that things end, even relationships, and how some people are temporary and some are permanent in your life and you take what you can get and give what they'll take until at some random moment, it all sort of... stops (or fades). I think that happened a long time ago for us, but ending the denial at this point, and to face the end of some era that now seems fleeting at best,

you're having someone's baby.

Such a random thing too, just like the point where we ended. I'm not so much sad about it either, as I am abashed (not so much that, even, as: nothing at all). Thanks for your time, though, Dear: I'm not sure we'll get used to these eras coming and going.

There's a lot going on these days, exams, moving, etc.

(etc. is so vague - maybe later I'll replace it with the rest. Maybe not.)