painunbound

I had a vision of myself with blood dripping off my hands and a happy look on my face. What does that mean? My new schedule is bugging the shit out of me, there are too many gaps between shit and I'm left to my thoughts a little bit too much, and those of you that pay attention to my ramblings know how I can get. Alot has happened this week, some good and some bad, and I always have a hard time writing about my feelings over other people because you never know how they're going to percieve what you say, or if they would be ticked that you said anything at all, so my problem is having to much to say and no way to say it. Maybe I've already ssaid to much. I found a friend on myspace today, or I found an old friend on myspace today. It's strange to see how some people have changed so greatly while most everyone looks exactly the same to me. Sorry for not having a rhyme with this but my head is jumping and I can't hold on to anything for that long. I don't like. I just don't like it. So I'm wondering if the blood on my hands is mine or another person's? That's the thing with random visions, you don't really get to explore it, and the more you think about them afterward, the more they stay they change. Two seconds ago I was remembering it, and thinking I had glowing green eyes, but I didn't two seconds before. See what a difference time makes? Things are feeling tight all around me. It's the heat I know, and I have to many concerns, wishes, problems, wondering if there's anyone who would want to come over and watch the Rocky & Bullwinkle show. I feel like I'm slipping... Slipping...


Can't stop thinking about this quote, "he critiques- I demolish".