-i feel ugly and insecure. -i miss my ex. [the one that still kills me] im just thinking too much. -im coughing. -im scared. -i need to get a grip. -im terribly sad. -sigh. -im at a loss of what to do about this. -bah
too easy to fool. and too easy to lead. most times its easy to take the advantage and run with it. but in the end it makes the fun part seem lacking and less filling. where is the good part of being on the floor beneath. being the one with a thousand pennies and no paper. the one with all the will and no power over it. hm. some powers are rather lacking it seems. taking over the weak leaves us with that fake floaty head and way to much time to gloat all alone to the walls.