Sep 01, 2004 01:51
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Riddle me this, riddle me that... whos afraid of the big... bad... Heath.
What about me?! What about Heath?!
Quote The Heath, Nevermore.
Heath is of his own....
I am not god, nor do I pretend to be!
Hate is Judgment, I am not god... I am not one to judge.
When will it be my time?! When can Heath Truly shine!?
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I like to look back over things in my past. Things I have said and things I have done. That list up at the top of this post is some of the things I would say and some of them I still do, "What about Heath" being my favorite, but out of the group... I only use one. I just like to reflect sometimes....
I thought on a subject today which I can not belive ran through my head for as long as it did... you guessed it, it was Typhani... and this time, there was no pain. I smiled and laughed and just looked up at the sky as I drove towards the Church where I belive I may start to regularly attend. A sinsation of satasfactory knowing that I am finally done with her mentally as I threw away the little thing she left behind within my car... though I felt something else.... Pity. Oh what a lovley emotion that can ruin a great mood. Pity is something that proud people refuse to receive and knowing some people... some love to obtain it so I dont know where this will fall for her but I felt enough to make the saddest man happy and the most honerable of men fall. I shruged it off and walks to the church where, for about an hour, played hacky sack and kicked my feelings away.
-Heath
(I notaced people started to still my 'sig' to... the bastages)