remember this moment when you knew, when those similar feelings stirred inside you, something oddly familar with this sucker punch, like a punch bowl full of love drunk.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
thought {} newness
got a sick new phone and its has a built in keyboard and now i have no excuse to not blogg on the go or everything for that matter
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
thought - i am what i am
dont forget who you are, and what you will become
there are only one of you and many clones of them.
your uniqueness and ability to adapt to a new situation
is keen, but left wanting.. practice your patience and
focus on things that need your attention, rather than you
wanting to give your attention to them.
be a better friend to yourself and
youll find out that youre never alone
and you your self will be is what is what is.
there are only one of you and many clones of them.
your uniqueness and ability to adapt to a new situation
is keen, but left wanting.. practice your patience and
focus on things that need your attention, rather than you
wanting to give your attention to them.
be a better friend to yourself and
youll find out that youre never alone
and you your self will be is what is what is.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
thought -○¿○- opening the vault.
as emotions go, i ride them like waves, a water maverick at his best
described by some people as dramatic, comparable to live theater.
it flows from me, intense.
like an oceans roar
without a trace of reluctance.
i usually have battles with my ceaseless mind, processing everything twice
and a third time for good measure, reaching multiple conclusions
each commonly bidding each other for control. each viable for a center stage role
id love to use the easy excuse of being crazy, mad or any hint of delusional.
but im sadly aware of any variant as well.
i stab myself in the foot for being the better person,
but in itself is a pride issue to say that i am.
im no different from those i hold at arms length
perhaps i just have better leverage at this point.
at this stage in the journey.
its a deep space and i hear no echo
described by some people as dramatic, comparable to live theater.
it flows from me, intense.
like an oceans roar
without a trace of reluctance.
i usually have battles with my ceaseless mind, processing everything twice
and a third time for good measure, reaching multiple conclusions
each commonly bidding each other for control. each viable for a center stage role
id love to use the easy excuse of being crazy, mad or any hint of delusional.
but im sadly aware of any variant as well.
i stab myself in the foot for being the better person,
but in itself is a pride issue to say that i am.
im no different from those i hold at arms length
perhaps i just have better leverage at this point.
at this stage in the journey.
its a deep space and i hear no echo
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