thoughts the way they are thought

fuck coca cola….

remember when i put so much effort into rallying people for the protest?  Where is that ambition now?  How come I am so calm about the affairs of the world?  Because it is sad when I think about it.  There is so much wrong.

So do I only let my voice be heard when it directly affects my life??

Hmmm, I am going to have to put some time into these questions……

damn….i can’t believe this is real….i need some physical release!  baseball or basketball….

I dont have the heart for sports…..dance.  I can release my pain in dance.  I need to dance….blows like these are much too strong for anyone.  do you WANT to be crazy?

its winter. I am softer like a bunny.  My skin is lighter i see it! My eyes are darker .

i am sad sad sad…..

can sadness be beautiful?

i think this is my season. the sharp cold lets me silent and on top of it blankets me with a sense of beauty…of belonging really……

wow…

look at my mood change….there are things stirring in my heart that have nothing to do with anyone else around me.  it is all my problem and i think its best if  i stay away from everyone

oh no…..

this isnt happening, i am not doing this

what did i do….

too much too much

i need to be alone but i CAN’T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!