7.10.08

Blog needed.

Today in my mind was at a breaking point. A poignant moment if you will.
I've exhausted much of my childhood with my parents. And I feel that. I feel the need to find my own way to places. The need to get a real job. The need to move out. The need to have mature conversations with them.

Today--my mother reminded me just how much.
Just by disrespecting me and a friend.
I realize that her and I have poor communication.
And that this may continue throughout most of my life.

I'm dissatisfied with my home relationships. Even FELiX<3, color="#66ff99">Ready to make some changes.
Life is supposed to be spent enjoying the little things. Spending time with those you love.
Doing for others. Smiling. Laughing. Meditating on principles. Growing physically, mentally, spiritually, metaphysically.

Right now the level of disrespect sticks out obtrusively in my mind. Like a sore, scab, rash or something.
Need a good time.
Wanna lay in the grass. Make out. Dance in close to nothing. Be away.

10 things I NEED to be thankful for.
1. My family, even when they make it hard on me.
2. My friends :DDDD
3. Prayer
4. Meditation
5. The fact that I currently have somewhere to come home to. Some peace of mind.
6. Cooking great food. It gets me off. I swear.
7. Love making. Stress release. Mucho.
8. The fact that I can see the beauty in this world everywhere.
9. That I'm alive. I can make great change. Opportunity is around every corner.
10. Love. And those that love us. It's essential to my sanity. I swear.

2.10.08

Sit back. Relax. Enjoy.

--Let me show you what I have to offer.
My love is profoundly deep.
And I will be your defender when NO ONE else cares.
I will hold you when you just want me close.
I will kiss you even through your tears.
And be there for you year after year...--

I've been told I'm introverted.
Introvert=a person characterized by concern primarily with his or her own thoughts and feelings.

Maybe that's the truth because I refuse to engage in these random sharing conversations with everyone lately. Just close friends. And who cares about chatting mindlessly about the tv show you saw yesterday? I don't. Because I don't engage doesn't mean I don't care. It just means, what you're saying has no point, thusly, why should I acknowledge the statement?

Have you realized I only choose to speak when necessary?
When a thought is piercing through me like a bright light illuminating the corners of a dark room I'll share mine.
My life is MINE. Therefore, I don't expect you to care to hear every waking moment of my life.


Sometimes I don't know what people expect from me. Mindless gossip isn't my forte, or interest.
Womp the **** womp.
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