And so it came to be
this isolation that I am
I can only look to me
to find the way it all began -
this confusion, constant
hunger for something more than this
I strive to find this being
that I envision, yet seem to miss.
Could it be that I am empty-
or maybe a little lost?
Could it be that I am... Read More
I don't want to seem like a bitch, but I'm going to do a test......If you truly want to be my friend (like I truly want to be yours), then you will say something on my journal (even if it's just a smiley). If not, you may be removed from my list. Sorry, but I only want to keep people that want to keep in... Read More
I was in a makeshift swing once. it was more like I was lying on a bed, and my legs and my butt were dangling by chains from above. suffice it to say my lower half was swinging.
to say it was fun would be an understatement!
if you weren't in Georgia, I'd say I could demonstrate it in person