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i blew it with colour like you blew it with restraint. makes no difference because were one in the- no were not. i am no better + you are no worse, but your contradiction gives you far more to explain. but my wrist hurts. the shame is worse. mine, ours, yours, theirs, reason for doing things we justify with ignorance.. the only ONE to judge is the ONE who gave us the right to choose. no love could ever be more genuine.

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its only good times because it isn't great times. or crap times. its the 'times' that cause me to feel like this. its voting day and i vote for myself. if you'd let me, i'd vote for you. i'm bored enough to love you. i'm patient enough to wait for you. i could wait years, but i'd prefer months. days away and i still have no idea. everyone likes to sound smart, but everyone knows that everyone fakes it. pretend all i want, i still give a crap.

i did not realize it had been a month.

i shall appease- its 3:28pm, and about 11 hours and 23 minutes ago i was lying in bed awake and coughing and thinking far to much about life. the small short and wee of it is i'm scared as hell of several things. but i hit those things with video games to make them go away. and they never complain... i probably would've fallen asleep quite quickly if i had not played soccer. stupid sports... jacking up my love for life with more love and energy.. i do believe i need a strong dose of work day. its been a few days. and i need the money.. but were between houses... speaking of houses! i move to 59 hidden valley dr on the 15th of september. i think thats the addy. probly not, but its 59, and its in hidden valley, and i'm excited. man even i'm bored of this post.