the time machine networks follow
Wednesday, 31 October 2012
What to say? posted at 05:49
I need a little air.
I want to 'air' my thoughts. I don't want to be scrutinized. I don't want my thoughts or feelings to wither and die inside of me. I want them out there - IN THE OPEN.
It takes a while to put pen to paper, and in this case, it took a promise to a friend to even start this.
BUT I WANT IT. 
Posterity.

We're standing on a line. Between the past and the limitless future. This is really REALLY a MAGICAL time! We can dream, and we can dream knowing we can reach it! We're not too old, and not too young. We're in our final year, and we've got everything ahead of us. A world to ohsaskdfbkjlsabdfk - hyperventilate over. 

Oh, I don't know, this is feeling like work!

I'm sorry, these feelings aren't fresh. I'm just trying to summon them and lump them together to make a decent post because of obligation. It's stale. 
And instead of just writing it whatever way I like, I feel like I should just always check what I write. It's not private. People judge. 

Balls

Can I start again? Somewhere new? Somewhere out there, in the open, but hidden? Oh fudge I'm talking to anonymous. No no guys, I talk to myself.

I guess what I'm trying to say is..
huh. lol I'm not trying to say anything.
I think this can be therapeutic, if done right.

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