savyleec
Im not. ihavent been for a long time. everything in my life is rocky and rickety and about to fall apart. i envy those people that know what they want and where they are going. but even still im not sure i would be happy in a nice easy steady life. ive always felt that i thrive in chaos.
like a hurricane, hahaha thats not right is it? i shouldnt describe one weather system by naming another, but I grew up in florida and we never had any tonados when i was young so I guess thats what your stuck with
I like shoes. I don't have any patience for buying them or trying them on but i do like them. especially boots, they are the only shoes that you can have a 5 inch heel and be comfortable. I bought a pair of the most gorgeous ankle boots at the end of last summer.
Beware The Lethargy of Time. It will drain your vitality and energy. Sleep deep under its influence. Beware its invisible reaching fingers. Beware, before it steals away your day. Beware.
Today, and yesterday, and last Friday, Saturday, Sunday. Cramps, and aching feet. I am weighed down by it. It sits like a rock, resting, unmovable, heavy, permanent. And I am Pained.
I lie, alot. more than I should. which is why I'm here. If i lived in a fantasy world and my life was chronicled by a great author the title of this chapter would be "The year of Despair" which would segue into "How to Drag yourself out of The Pit of Depression by your Bootstraps; A How To"
Welcome to the Wonderful world of Savannah
huh. for some reason the word reminds me of ice cream. The really good kind, that was melting faster than you could lick it off the cone, or out of a sandwich. The type that runs down your arm, drips off the end of your elbow no matter how fast you try to follow it with your tongue. The type that leaves a stick sweet residue behind, on the palm of your hand, in between your fingers, in the indentation above your top lip, and just a surprising smudge on your forehead, where you drug the back of your hand across it to secure those rouge bangs.
I wish I lived among the greeks. Among the gods and goddess. among heroes surrounded by everyday men. If only I could. Then perhaps I could have one taste, just a glimpse of that eternal glory and life, that I will never have for myself. For to live in legends and to dance with death would be a many splendorous thing.
I am these days, especially emotionally, i shouldnt be, only 19 but everything is tired. tired of smiles, and lies, truth and work. just tired like really just want to give up so so withered
we were together
never apart
two planets orbiting eachother
and then you left
ran way
far away
from me
and us
and what we had
afraid it would cost you more than you would gain
and so now its just me
searching for a shooting star
to light me up
and to catch a ride
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