a million thoughts are running through my head.

at the moment, i think i'll act like a big shot even though i might be happy pushing papers in pretty clothes knocking over teacups.

my random babble is at best when im driving and eating alone.

that this icon isn't mine and i uploaded it to livejournal directly. talk about feeling unsafe.

I want to move out. I don't feel at home. My things are moved a little everyday. I feel suspicious. I feel unsafe. I want to leave.

what is worst?

fearing rejection

or being rejected

or being ping ponged from being rejected to accepted?

i can't be afraid of rejection anymore. not by anyone.
SO FUCK YOU. I'LL BE STEPPING WHERE I WANT BITCHES.

when im alone, i think about grandma a lot.
not much when i'm with others.
but when im alone, i think about grandma.
and i cry.
and i miss her.

is it psychological?
is it physiological?

more than love and peace on earth
I want some sexy headphones so I don't need to blast noise to hear it.
me first.

to reciprocate my feelings.

thank you for noticing my work when no one else will.

i told my mom that i watered the garden today. she scoffed at me.
but the man across the street told me "good job." i wish i gave him something more than a smile.

i can't find my wallet. ahhh.
>_< well it's been missing 3 days so it's safe to say that it hasn't been found by someone else o_o