Inside my head there are secrets,
Inside my soul there are demons.
I'm afraid of these demons,
Because they know my secrets.
Tonight I feel odd again, I feel like writing, because writing keeps me sane, and the whole innerpart of me feels rather drained. I know I have so much to do, so my brain refuses to feel tired, so the only thing I can do is write down my desires. First, I need to get away, to a place with 24 hour cafes and people who feel as I do and can't sleep at night. Second, I need a book a good book that won't put me to sleep after the first page, that is exciting from the first sentence to the last period. I need friends, good friends who will listen to my problems and open up to me, every once in awhile call me up to go out and just hang out. I miss that. I miss being young and assertive, laughing and having fun. I feel like my only fun now is watching the same dvd over and over again until my head wants to explode because I know all the music and words in the damn thing. I want to kiss my man without worry that someone is watching, I want to feel adventurous again, I want to run, jump and scream because I am free of all the trappings in my life.
Do I cry and hurt because sometimes I just need to not be me, no I go on, because that is life and life is what you make of it. Am I unhappy? No I am just bitching because I deserve that once in a while.
Well, when life throws you an adventure take it I say and never forget it!
heart 3nodding p.s.
If I make a murder mystery RP for one day a week, would you join? I know I will be there will you?
