I'm most content when I'm alone.
June 2010
I don't get people.
Seriously, I never GET people.
I don’t understand them either.
I'm not quite sure I understand
a lot of things. One day I’ll love something with all my heart but the next day I’ll hate it. And both emotions are real. I don’t understand how I work. I want to find something, something material, that I will always love, but I don’t know what it is. In saying this, I must not really love what I say I love. I want something I could love. Something that I will always be passionate about. But then again, why should I waste me time looking for something material? When most of my existence won’t be spent in this life, it’ll be spent in another dimension…? In that case, I could say I’m not tied down to this Earth, not materialistic. Or maybe I’m just fucken crazy.
Yeah, I think that’s it.
What's up with everyone going crazy about the universe and stuff?
Posting pictures, wonderin’ etc.
Don’t you know you’ll see enough of that when you’re dead?
Gotta enjoy Mother Earth. Once you pass, you’ll wish you had her again.
To Daylight:
Where’s the mystery if you can see it all ?
To: Angie
same HERE !
I had to cancel ALL my plans today :(
OH OH OH MY SPAZZY POST OF THE DAY
I am so excited because I took a lot of pictures that I haven’t put up yet. YAY! And since I have really bad cramps today, I’m gunna stay home and POST THEM !
HURRAY! :D
Although, I do wish I could go out and take more to post. Aww :(
But my cramps are really bad. I’m sorry to all the boys that might read this and are like “WTF I don’t wanna hear of ‘menstrual period.’”
Maybe I’ll read too. That always seems to calm the ferocious war front raging in my uterus.
I am so lost at the moment
which is a good thing.
