seratonation
I was taught to reflect at uni, what feels like a hundred years ago. I've gotten back into the habit and i feel like its helped, but im so tired. im so tired of looking back, always turning back to my mistakes. i want to look forward.
he had stacks all over the place, stacks of books and papers, it was hard to see anything around them. his library was just as full. erik was afraid to take any more steps in case he toppled any of them. he could see now why charles couldnt come here any more. they really had to look at organizing something for him.
funerals are always sad, people cry, but most people want their own funerals to be happy. i don't think i mind either way, as long as i'm remembered.
Jon loved being in the dark room. That's where he went to think. It was just him, and his pictures. It was awesome to be able to see things come into focus right in front of him. It was a like a reflection of his thoughts finally becoming clear too.
it was her job. she filed reports to things that happened. it was fun for a while, to see all the things people did, all the adventures they got to, knowing they had a happy ending. but after a while she got tiered, she wanted to be out there, she wanted to be the one having those adventures
she hated spiders. it was irrational, she knew, they were small and mostly non poisonous and she could do more damage to their feeble bodies then they could to her. she thins its something to do with the way they looked though.
she was never really into sports, she never understood the need for it, running around like that, getting excited about a ball. not until she was in a stadium, with another 75000 fans, all cheering for the same thing that she understood, that she saw the passion, the atmosphere. it was just like being at a concert.
it was so obvious, now she comes to think about it. its true, shes never felt this way about a boy or a girl, but she always knew that this one was special.
i learnt a way of turning paperclips into heart shapes recently. i do that to all the paperclips i find. it annoyed the people i worked with, but i dont care, i like being able to share a little bit of love, a little heart when i can, and pass it out to people.
it was such a terrible word. people didn't like it, it meant they didn't want you, didn't want anything to do with you. but i prefer rejection. i like knowing they don't want to do this instead of just waiting around for something to change when it won't, instead of wasting my time and theirs.
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