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I want to start this off with something that was told to me over a conversation at a bar in North New Jersey a year ago: I'm in no way sober.
It's not something that I often display, but it's one of those things that I absolutely need to be able to say right now.
So, you know how everyone sabotages themselves from the relationships that they truly want to hold dear? Well maybe not everyone, but I do and if you relate to that then you might relate to me in some way. How many readers do I have again? oh... right... one including me. Sad, but at least I know that my readers are 100% devoted.
I'm sitting in a hotl right now, composing this, when I'd love to have a guitar in my arms, cradling a song to the heavens or wishing in some romantic disney way that things were like thery were in some better age. When faeries whispered on trees and their entrance made my smile show up like pennies on the ground... Sometimes shiny, rarely ever payed attention to, and definitely stepped on.
Wow, that came out synical. I think I'm just freeform writing, biting, watching at the seems
when sighting slighting breathing to me
seems desperate, alone... dealthly and cold
wanting to pass in to eternal lifht.
We just aren't the same when that internal monologue stops ruling us out, but are we better? are we worse? Seriousuly although our morals guide us to act in certain mayus, without having a punishment, the idea that we are going to do something as a part of somet greater matter is impressve beyond all rights.
I think I need to re ecamping what people think about me, not because I plan value coming from them. but I reall think that the gils ill one day be correctly rightyness.
Wow... that last drink is setting itself up... i'd never really tried myspace that way. I t0hureoi;;;;;;erkkkk
It's not something that I often display, but it's one of those things that I absolutely need to be able to say right now.
So, you know how everyone sabotages themselves from the relationships that they truly want to hold dear? Well maybe not everyone, but I do and if you relate to that then you might relate to me in some way. How many readers do I have again? oh... right... one including me. Sad, but at least I know that my readers are 100% devoted.
I'm sitting in a hotl right now, composing this, when I'd love to have a guitar in my arms, cradling a song to the heavens or wishing in some romantic disney way that things were like thery were in some better age. When faeries whispered on trees and their entrance made my smile show up like pennies on the ground... Sometimes shiny, rarely ever payed attention to, and definitely stepped on.
Wow, that came out synical. I think I'm just freeform writing, biting, watching at the seems
when sighting slighting breathing to me
seems desperate, alone... dealthly and cold
wanting to pass in to eternal lifht.
We just aren't the same when that internal monologue stops ruling us out, but are we better? are we worse? Seriousuly although our morals guide us to act in certain mayus, without having a punishment, the idea that we are going to do something as a part of somet greater matter is impressve beyond all rights.
I think I need to re ecamping what people think about me, not because I plan value coming from them. but I reall think that the gils ill one day be correctly rightyness.
Wow... that last drink is setting itself up... i'd never really tried myspace that way. I t0hureoi;;;;;;erkkkk