What the Fuck??
I get like this from time to time...... when I just want to write about everything and nothing at all.
I'm full up again.....I need to empty myself.
I wanna sit in my window with the fan blowing rain into my face and I wanna call out of work for no reason at all.
I wanna lay down in my backyard, stare up through the trees and wonder what God is thinking.
I wanna go see my Grandmother, sit in her dingy lil trailer and adore her..... God she's beautiful.
I wanna take pictures of everything I see because I might not remember how remarkable they are when I think back on them.....
I want to love and lose and fight and hate and fuck and rage and listen to the world float past me while I slow down enough to grab it all and fold it around me like a blanket.... wrapped softly in this life.
I'm not obsessed with death
I'm obsessed with living.
Skky
I'm full up again.....I need to empty myself.
I wanna sit in my window with the fan blowing rain into my face and I wanna call out of work for no reason at all.
I wanna lay down in my backyard, stare up through the trees and wonder what God is thinking.
I wanna go see my Grandmother, sit in her dingy lil trailer and adore her..... God she's beautiful.
I wanna take pictures of everything I see because I might not remember how remarkable they are when I think back on them.....
I want to love and lose and fight and hate and fuck and rage and listen to the world float past me while I slow down enough to grab it all and fold it around me like a blanket.... wrapped softly in this life.
I'm not obsessed with death
I'm obsessed with living.
Skky