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I miss your always changing hair, always perfect
I miss your big bright beautiful blue eyes
I miss your perfect nose
I miss your sexy lips
Your fantastic neck, the taste, the smell.
I miss your back, touching it… your legs, so tender, so slender…
I miss the beauty mark on your cheek, which I’ve always wanted on a girl
I miss the scar on your chest that I find so sexy
I love every single little thing about you, everything is perfect, I would never change a thing in a million years
I want to continue exploring you for the next sixty years
I miss watching you brush your teeth before bed
I miss falling asleep to sitcoms
I miss watching you sleep, so beautiful, like an angel
I miss your impression of me sleeping, so embarrassing, like a demon
I miss waking up next to you, crowding you and you pushing me off
If I can’t wake up to your perfect face every morning, then I never want to wake up again.
God, I miss you.
I miss riding bikes with you, singing the star wars song instead of the wizard of oz song, making up children’s books
I miss making plans for the future
I miss our dreams, the chevelle, the motorcycle, the comic strip, dirt bags, menna’s beachgan cafe, the perfect house..
I miss you making fun of comic books
I miss you telling me things you think are sexy… like suits.
I miss your obsession with James Mcavoy
I miss making you laugh with my horrible impression of him.
I miss, more than anything, making you laugh until it hurts, it’s my favorite thing.
I miss you doing the same to me.
No one can make me laugh like you.
I miss you quoting stuff and me not knowing what it is..
I miss you remembering little inside jokes that I don’t and thanking god that you have a better memory than me
I miss the look in your eye when I know you want me
I miss connecting with you over our lack of understanding of drunkedness
I miss your strong opinions of bands I like or movies I wanna see…
I miss seeing your family and feeling at home as rare as that was
I miss having in-depth conversations where I feel stupid because of how smart you are and how much you understand people.
I miss playing mario kart with you
I miss making homemade vegan recipes with you
I miss your kitty talk
I miss you quoting roseanne or louis ck…
I miss you helping me not to get in wrecks in the car when I’m distracted by your beauty.
I miss staying up late sitting in parking lots like in the beginning
I miss how nervous I was to hold your hand
I miss how we would be shy in person but open up totally over email
I miss our long email conversations, our cute myspace comments
I miss the excitement of our first kiss, make out, touch, blind groping…
I miss tms
i miss your concern over my cancer knee
I miss you for the way you pay extra attention when i talk about marcus or my dad
I miss the way you want me to feel better when I’m sad, You don’t try to cheer me up, you’re just there for me.
I miss our trips I want more of them, so many places yet to explore with you,
I miss your smoking, your cursing, your questioning of God, all the things that make you you.
I miss shopping with you and guessing completely wrong which things you’ll like
I miss going to blockbuster or going out to eat and trying to guess what the other person really wants to rent or eat.
I miss your perfect smile, Your contagious laugh, Your unrivaled sense of humor
I miss your presents, I’ve never recieved a bad one from you.
I miss your presence, I miss your love, your patience, your understanding, your accpetance.
I miss your perfection.
I miss your love of poetry, of gangster movies, of comedians, of ice cream, of punk rock, of me.
I miss your mock-racist comments
I miss hearing about your ex boyfriends
I miss hearing about your childhood stories and friends
I miss watching AFV with you and losing it…
I miss eating puppy chow and watching america’s next top model
I miss discovering new shows we love like himym
I miss lying in bed and holding you…
I miss the way you’d encourage me
I miss you telling me I’m the best boy in the world, that’s the nicest thing anyhone has ever said to me.
The way you think it’s cute when I do something stupid
When you tell me everything will be alright, I actually believe you.
I miss the way our tummies talk to each other when we’re hungry
I miss our corny little sex jokes.
I miss having a few drinks and passing out, not from drunkedness, but from sleepiness
I miss hearing about your day at work,
I miss listening to your hard times, to how ridiculous that place is run
I miss all the office gossip
I miss going to Moe’s and not having enough money to pay for it.
I miss you coming to my office and doing your homework.
I miss our openness
I miss watching you do everyday things
I miss you not saying good night…
Good night.

To A Woman | Victor Hugo
If I were a king, I would surrender my throne,
My royal carriage, my scepter, and my kneeling subjects,
My golden crown, my baths of porphyry,
My fleets that sail the seas, my regal splendor,
All for one look of yours.

If I were God, the earth, the sky, and the oceans deep
The angels and demons beneath my divine rule,
The profound chaos with flanks of flaming gold,
Eternity, space, the sky, and the planets,
All for one kiss of yours.

I don’t know why I’ve never gotten into web comics. They only take seconds to read and, if done well, they are worth the time… and it’s quick, it’s not like I’m reading a whole book on screen.

I think my problem is that I just don’t feel like that many web comics are done well enough to even make my seconds worth it. Even if they are, wading through the infinite web comics out there to find ones that are truly awesome is a task. So… I guess I do know why I’ve never gotten into them.

However, occasionally I happen upon one on accident and it sucks me in. So, if you’re looking for a great web comic to read, here are two of my favorites that I’d recommend:

The Fart Party by Julia Wertz (fartparty.org)

Fart Party is not only my favorite web comics, it’s one of my favorite things ever. Julia has an insanely refreshing, incredibly honest, and ridiculously funny voice.

Fart Party follows the life of Julia as she deals with relationships and life, occasionally delving into her family and childhood. It’s been collected in a book, out from Atomic books, and it’s a beautiful collection which spends most of it’s time on the relationship with Julia and her boyfriend Oliver. It’s sweet & bitter, funny & sad, beautiful & disgusting… occasionally all in the same panel.

Also of note… Fart Party is the ONLY comic that I’ve been able to get my best friend / ex-girlfriend to read. I gave her the first collection of Fart Party comics and she flipped over it. (I think due to the fact that she has an unusual amount of things in common with the author). And we’ve found ourselves quoting the book frequently.

And while you’re at it, check out Julia’s always funny blog, which is basically just the prose version of her comics.

My Doomed Affair by Jacob Hunt (mydoomedaffair.com)

My friend Jacob just told me that he writes and draws comics. I was surprised to learn he was even into comics. Even more surprising is that his comic, My Doomed Affair, is really good.

My Doomed Affair is a relationship comic based mostly on the real life relationship of Jacob and one of my good friends. What I love about the My Doomed Affair is that there are comics where you wonder what the two of them see in each other as they are either overbearing or completely clueless, but I find myself relating to the mistakes one makes in “young love” relationships. And about every tenth comic or so, something really sweet happens and you end up pulling for them again.

This to me is what makes both Fart Party and My Doomed Affair stand out from the pack They aren’t just jokes, they are emotional journeys… and ones that are sometimes painful to go on, but just like in real life, when you get to the end, they are worth the trip.