plainly written in the color of

patiently waitin on my acceptance letter
has got me planning for plans B and C....
I have more then enough money to hop on a plane to where ever I desire.
My aim is to end up in a big city
get swallowed in the culture...
meet musicians, and write about them


if im not accepted...im running away.

in need of a friend... or a flashlight in the dark.

Yesterday i officially broke up with a best friend...
I keep on remindin myself it's for the best,
and i know i'm pretty happy.

it's just i've been soakin in this wave of loneliness.
with no help to cure this need of attention

I keep on thinkin if i stop expectin things from people
and pourin' my soul into loving my friends
I won't fall on my face so hard....

but then i realize i'm going to get bruised anytime i take a chance in life

....i am lonely, and i need a hug.
but i'm not miserable at all

just a bet shattered, with pieces to small to put back together.

sunflower seeds (in the bag) GRAY.

ahhh.

im known to become obsessive.
it's no secret....
yesterday i drove in the pouring rain to buy this magazine.
I arrived dripping wet and fightin the urge to go pee.
After starin at the rack for 6 minutes
I realized I was a month too early..
someone else was on the cover.

I know how dumb this was
but unfortunately this is my life.
I need to devote my time to somethin other then waitin around trying to figure out when the prologue to my life ends
and the story begins.