I've never had to tell a female to get like me, they automatically assume that position.

I'm feeling so very extraordinary right now. My cloud nine is a bit too high for you to comprehend. But I do honestly wish you could join me. I would extend my hand, but I think the stress of your life would lower my cloud, and I can't allow you to bring down my high. So sorry. Maybe next time? After you've learned how to let the world go for a while.

Life gets good when you let go of the world for a while.

I don't look like what I've been through.

Or do I? Does it show? I've always wondered that, so you who know what I'm talking about please let me know. I've always felt like it should show, like no matter how high I go, or how much I accomplish there should be a mark of some kind showing that I've been through hell to get where I am. I've spent the majority of my life trying to figure out if I should be proud or ashamed. Finally, I came to the conclusion that it didn't make much sense to be ashamed. If the scars going to show then the scars going to show, I might as well wear it as a badge of honor. There are people who couldn't smile after everything life has done to me. Even if you know the worst part, you still only know the half, or an even smaller percentage.

Either put up with it or let it go

People talk a lot about how they've never had friends that stuck with them through the thick and thin, through the good times && bad times and blah. I'm luckier than them. I've had friends who have stuck with me through all kindsa shit. Like really. But what do you do when you've got that kind of friend, and you know that they're a good friend, but you don't click with them anymore? Yall can't talk anymore. What do you do? How do you move on from that? You always end up having the same conversation about the old days. About how good it used to be ; and no one cares to point out that it isn't that way anymore. You just let yourself live in the past. What do you do? Do you maintain that friendship just for the sake of it being a friendship? How to you broach the subject. Someone tell me how to say, "I'm sorry love, I think I've outgrown you" nicely.

Gravity, stay the hell away from me

This cloud and I are making very good friends. I think I'd like to sleep on it. And wake up on it. And spend my day on it, and then come home and sleep on it some more. Yes, that sounds lovely. I've one more subject I'd like to address before I put that splendid plan into action.

Hypothetically, of course, are there some things better left unsaid? Or would you wanna know instead? Hypothetically, of course, are there some wars not worth fighting? Some tears not worth crying? Hypothetically, of course, if all of this happened to you, what would you want me to do?

I wrote a piece of a poem today. I want you to know that the particular hypothetical situation I've put myself in, its kinda fun to write in that situation, so if you're following that, keep in mind that it is indeed hypothetical, and, as of this particular moment in time, has no intention to coming to reality. However, if it does, I guarantee you'll be the absolute last person to now. cus thats the fun part. =D

'qone.