i am a flower quickly fadeing...
im doing better lately...besides the fact that the people at blockbuster all know me by name, im watching less movies by myself...a clear sign of my progression in the social interaction department. im staring to notice possible side effects of this whole situation...im changed...not drastically, but there are less than subtle differences. i hope theyre positive in the long run because as of now im baffaled as to why theyre happening. and by positive i mean i hope to learn, grow, and only find strenth in my weekenesses in the future. in result of some kind of self motivation ive started to throw myself into activies from which my mind/body/soul will find beneficial...more useful than mopeing around particiapting in various sorts of nothinq atleast. church and the y are rocking my world. i i i i i ...yea i know this is my journal but it astonishes me how a person could talk about someone so much in which they think very little of.
everthing is so incredibly unfamiliar. wakeing up to differnt emotions every day is like starting over as a little kid...not knowing who you are or how your going to react to things...haveing no control over outbursts or tears suddenly rolling down your cheeks...i know myself. but yet i dont.
in my 18.75 years of breathing, this is the thickest air.
everthing is so incredibly unfamiliar. wakeing up to differnt emotions every day is like starting over as a little kid...not knowing who you are or how your going to react to things...haveing no control over outbursts or tears suddenly rolling down your cheeks...i know myself. but yet i dont.
in my 18.75 years of breathing, this is the thickest air.