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Hello livejournal.
It's been a long time, I think I forgot about you.
Seeing as I'm so deeply in love.
With Summer, of course.
It's been...good. I've had lots of me time, which I like.
&lots of friend time, which I love.
&I'd like to say I did a bunch of amazing stuff, like travel or meet someone new &brilliant or do something good for mankind.
But I can honestly say I've done nothing of the sort.
And, suprisngly, I have no problem with that.
I'm so content, it's almost frightening.
post. script.
I really wouldn't mind going back to school right now :]
i don't know what's going on
but i am confused
as hell
and i can't help but thinking
that something
just
isn't
right.
or maybe
maybe this something is so right that it's wrong
it's like this little boy i knew
this little boy, so innocent and niave
was putting together a puzzle
and i kept telling him the piece didn't go there
the piece didn't go
but he, so willing so believing that
IT MUST FIT. it must. fit.
kept trying and trying
i almost wished he could be right
that maybe the youngness in his eyes would prove physics wrong
that the determantion in his face would be enough
and i've forgotten what really happened next
whether he ran off crying when he couldn't make it fit
or i cried of happiness
when it did
and this world
my world, your world, our world
is compsosed of so many little pieces
i wonder
how can we make them all fit?
and when something goes wrong
or right
how will our tears be made
of sorrow or joy
maybe everything isn't meant to fit
maybe we need to reshape our world
completlely
so that we can achieve our harmony
or maybe that isn't meant to be
either
i don't know, i don't know
why can't we all be innocent and young?
and by our minds alone
prove reality...wrong
because our reality should be what we want it to be
not what we're told it should be
and i want these pieces to fit
so tonight they will
each and everyone
then you, and you, and you
you unbelievers
can be the confused