The future is too daunting a subject. That's why I'm ever so grateful for the past and the pleasant distractions of the future. And books...I love those stinkin' things. Like the Bell Jar, haha. I love putting myself inside of her and seeing the world, just for one second, like her in her suicidal state. I always tell myself that the reason I dwell ( Read more... )

The world was open to me. It stretched out its bony hand in my direction. I'm serious! Then I turned it all away. I knew I only could have one choice, anyways. Such is the very nature of life. Many things are open to you when the world smiles and presents you with itself. It surely rains the pleasure of days to everyone, but only a few see a hand ( Read more... )