Baby

I THINK IT'S HIGH TIME I STOP WRITING ONLY WHEN IM DOWN.

Because I've been up a lot lately.
And I really want the world to know it.



I'm so glad that I'm alive.

because everything's so goddamn beautiful, i swear i could cry :D

So anyways
I was reading something I wrote a little bit ago
and I think
already
i've changed my mind

i've decided that i like people that can smoke
and drink, etc. etc. etc.
because they can hold themselves accountable, and still be good people
as opposed to those folks
that are so weak willed
they let it take over their life.
i mean, they're not weak willed actually. they just have different heads
which is totally fine
but i mean
it's a beautiful thing
that people can do things that make them happy
because life is so beautiful
and you should really just do whatever it is that makes you happy.

i feel like i could go on in life without ever worrying again.
today, i woke up in a really bad mood.
and nothing in particular happened.
i just suddenly feel like i've had an epiphany.





i keep writing, and rambling and running my mouth like a locomotive engine
and i'm doing it because i feel like making somebody
anybody hear
that i really feel like bursting
and i have a feeling that no matter what
it's going to stay that way

because i'll make it.
i'm a bumble bee
and my stripes fell off
and i'm not defending myself anymore
i'm just a fuzzy black bee
or maybe i'm a wasp
and i look like licorice
or maybe i'm an annoying teenage girl who is going through a stage where she's entirely happy about anything and everything that is

everything looks stunning right now.
even a piece of thread from the rug.