and thus it is decided...
when i grow up
i want to be
a tree.
im a really happy kid right now. and i cant really think of why i should be, but i sort of can. but i can think of why i shouldnt be. but i am.
dear - i wish this were different. i wish you could see past yourself. but right now. you are lame. and i guess i just dont hang out with cripples. not the way you choose to be, anyways. right now your belief system is no more self defined than the 6 year old catholic christian boy sitting next to you. for you, like him, believe and act as though it is all out of your control. you can only mutter appologetic words, but do nothing to fix what has happened. it is all out of your control. you poor thing. i can simply describe that with no other word but extremely lame. ive said all the words i can say to you. you dont and will not listen. that hurts. but i will go on. and you will too. and one day youll see. im sure of it. and then, that exact time, is when i hope beyond hope to get a call. no grudges. no regrets. you and me. how it used to be. and we'll both be older and wiser and more learned, and you will see. and i will show you. and you will let me once again. but this barrier is yours to break. yours on your own. im sorry and im proud. sorry that i have to do this and proud that i can. i love you. and i miss you.
the weekend was wonderful, but that will simply not happen again. reality is beautiful to be hit with. it makes me think: when i die that hit will be even harder. the ultimate rabit hole is death, it seems, and im sort of excited. but i want it to come at the right time. i hope to be ready. most everybody that i saw that day was lovely. i pulled it off fine. i made it. i never thought i would and thats a lesson in itself, besides the new ones presented to me that night.
but my brain sort of died, and its coming back. which is great, cause concern about school was completely rejuvinated. i think i will end up doing well. i needed that in more ways and on more levels than any single person could understand. that makes me happy. i think thats why i am happy.
i like to say that
i am glad.
also i bought new music
miles of aisles. wonderful.
greatful dead. good.
story of the ghost. beautifully wonderful.
all happy things.'
so i sincerely hope that you are doing well, and if not i would more than love to talk with you. because youre probably so much more awesome than you know.
i want to be
a tree.
im a really happy kid right now. and i cant really think of why i should be, but i sort of can. but i can think of why i shouldnt be. but i am.
dear - i wish this were different. i wish you could see past yourself. but right now. you are lame. and i guess i just dont hang out with cripples. not the way you choose to be, anyways. right now your belief system is no more self defined than the 6 year old catholic christian boy sitting next to you. for you, like him, believe and act as though it is all out of your control. you can only mutter appologetic words, but do nothing to fix what has happened. it is all out of your control. you poor thing. i can simply describe that with no other word but extremely lame. ive said all the words i can say to you. you dont and will not listen. that hurts. but i will go on. and you will too. and one day youll see. im sure of it. and then, that exact time, is when i hope beyond hope to get a call. no grudges. no regrets. you and me. how it used to be. and we'll both be older and wiser and more learned, and you will see. and i will show you. and you will let me once again. but this barrier is yours to break. yours on your own. im sorry and im proud. sorry that i have to do this and proud that i can. i love you. and i miss you.
the weekend was wonderful, but that will simply not happen again. reality is beautiful to be hit with. it makes me think: when i die that hit will be even harder. the ultimate rabit hole is death, it seems, and im sort of excited. but i want it to come at the right time. i hope to be ready. most everybody that i saw that day was lovely. i pulled it off fine. i made it. i never thought i would and thats a lesson in itself, besides the new ones presented to me that night.
but my brain sort of died, and its coming back. which is great, cause concern about school was completely rejuvinated. i think i will end up doing well. i needed that in more ways and on more levels than any single person could understand. that makes me happy. i think thats why i am happy.
i like to say that
i am glad.
also i bought new music
miles of aisles. wonderful.
greatful dead. good.
story of the ghost. beautifully wonderful.
all happy things.'
so i sincerely hope that you are doing well, and if not i would more than love to talk with you. because youre probably so much more awesome than you know.