The general idea is still bringing me down. But their is a thrill about some of it that makes me forget. Even for a small stime it is so much more attractive than my dark eyes at sidewalks.

I wish someone understood and wanted the same thing that I want.

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and I'm leaving on thisw broken fence
between past a present tense.

And I'm losing all those stupid games that I'd swore I'd never play
and I'm leaving and it feels ok and I'm leaving.

Shan't the sparkling stop one day, my eyes would grow tired. And now, with the retraction of relocation I humbly am praying for the happier step. Just to be happy ( Read more... )

So the median for planned conflicts ends simply with quiet submission. Which is not always the greatest thing. But it will do.

old feelings return. for old reasons. what a tired feat of strength. so lethargic in this movement. I love people that are taken. I always have.

paper journal is never timed for. favorite bands are fading. Love is confused. I will say it is such a vacation. But home is home and I will reside in Prescott for a time. california. Colorado. Utah.

SOrry to the girl without two tens.

What to care about and what not to. I am listening to myself not care.

just had a conversation. Am I coming to Prescott? Is it possible? I don't know what will happen.

I swear I saw Charlie Murphy at the arcade with his son yesterday.

media entangling the links in my brain from membring how to way the right words.

Honesty has always been so much more effective.
But that comes with adaptation to society.
Every situation is relative.

Where is my heart? Why is it torn.

-JOTE