This is where it is at.

[smellface]

So,, I am trying to sort this all out. My filters. There are all filters. I wonder where that all came from. People try and help. I try and help. If I were to self analyze there is a stronf helper/mother role. I want to go out and explore. No one believes becuase I have to believe very strongly. Some resentments I just pass off becuase I know that I am crazy a bunch of the time. People may like me. Like I said, the outskirts is okay. I really do give a fuck about what people think. I shall metamorphasize out of this aspect.

It is warm in here becuase of a fire. I do not like certain things. I shall not waste my time. There is a part of me that is kept sane by the love around me. In the morning I wake up to see the sunrise. I am jealous and I want attention. I want a lot of attention. Not that I am thought of as the greatest thing ever, just that I am alright. I

I know that I may be brave, but I do not know the extent. I need a connection Now.

I need to call. I dont