last week i wrote down a list of things i really like, but i lost it.
as for now, my feet are really cold and i can't stay awake.
now, i've grown accustomed to looking at my inner eyelids in my
perpetual state of about-to-pass-out. i want to
talk/speak/think/feel/be about a lot of things:
- we are accepted. - we are rejected. - this is not about
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so, ill leave you with some general aristotelean wisdom:
"the highest good for man is the contemplative life."
hmm, nonsense. you know, i once sat and wondered about sense (i will admit, the carpet was moving at the time, if you get my drift). what the hell is it? it depends on a common nature of normality and ability to reason, which are, for the most part, relative and not common at all. eh, i dont know, itd take a lot of writing to explain. maybe im just speaking nonsense.
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and didnt you say the other day that we need to confide. I think we need to and we feel we need to...
ps i like reading your thoughts
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