Sometimes people show you more about yourself than you know in certain instances. I know how certain things i never knew about myself i only came to know about by dealing with someome who noticed them and got me noticing things about myself too.??? I suppose you need someone to help you to know yourself …
Send it all to your address book, i don’t care ( actually i do ).You probably don’t care about who gets it – its spam to me – likely scams that people send you and you probably feel bad,sad and obligated to send the thing off to someone else to worry about – i wonder …
It’s 3am and i cant sleep. Though i can type – hows that? that reminds me – its cold – its quite. hmmm i think im going to sit up a while – grab some juice…its cold, even to go get some juice.I think i should get a fridge in my room. I got a …
Someone please tell me … Whats normal ?
I caught myself today saying “i swear to god…” , and i thought abit tomyself. I have the call it liberal way of expressing myself and involving emotional connetations like god and jesus – sometimes you could think im a athiets – but far from it. I nowadays catch my self saying stuff like “jesus!”, …
you are the most important thing in the world, like a rare jewl or some other rare thing, when all is said and done – you are left with youself and you have to deal with yourself, who you are, what you know about yourself and inevitably – like what you are , what you …
Music – the flow something – maybe its emotion maybe feeling. It lets me speak feeling, that which i have been given by the manufacturers within me. it lets me express all, no boundries – nothing is misinterpretted.
you are fifty thousand miles from me, i just want to say hi, and i know you’ll say hi back – that becuase it trust you with my feelings – i trust you with all that i don’t trust with anyone else – thanks your giving me this. your greatest admirer, Stu Ps: I’m getting …
i think that it is tragic that i have to put myself through this, its actually pretty sad, it really is.But i can’t change what i can’t control ( or maybe its what i dont want to control ). Maybe Im a sadly deluded and misguided fool – that could be it…lol but i suppose …
I hate you for being there and just waiting… I hate you for seeing me and then loosing sight of me. I hate those stupid little shoes you wore that night – they were daft, honestly. I hate those pimples on your neck and shoulders that make you feel embarrased. I hate that innocent smile, …