Just Letting You All Know, I Am Still Alive..
I Think every once and a while I get the urge to write all my thoughts out, sometimes I want everyone to be able to see them, understand them, and other times I sew them away locked inside a tteddy bear. I havent decided which one this time is, so I wont use specifics or names. Life is filled with hopeless dreams and wishes. Sometimes I wish I wasn't single.Alone. Then I see how couples are, sometimes, I think im better off. But it would still be nice to know someone cares, and they aren't just looking for sex. If thats all I wanted, I could have it. I want..I don't know, but not just a physical relationship. I want feelings. And cute gestures and words. I want phonecalls for no reason. And no ackward silences. I want comfort. And Butterflies. I want what always seems to fall apart. I want more time to sleep, and less homework. Or more time to do it. I don't want to think of the future, but I dont want it tapping me on the shoulder *Surprise! Now, go get a career [and family], and do whatever else you want to do before you die, cause oh buddy, thats coming* I love not making sense. And seeing in frames. I love that feeling of "nothing matters". I want that feeling. I want carefree. I want everything I see that I dont have. Im a selfish child. gimmegimmegimme. But its true. Why does everything have to be twofaced. So consequential. Nothing just is. Theres always a what if? or a why?happiness never comes without sorrow. life blows. the end. now lets go get trashed!