2011.

In life, we meet people who make everything seem senseless and foreign. They introduce bits and fragments of what their proclamation of the "world" is, a different view with every changing person.

I picture feeling this foreign, with just a few of the people i meet on a strange night. Where there are billions of people, just as different around me. Each one waiting to have their stories told.

But yet,

There're always people, who make me feel like things are real -they define my version of real, just like they put the meaning into other words like, home; love; world; and so much more.

This has been one hell of a year, adversity, pain, and enthrallment all the same.

I've learned;
to care alot less about different things(or at least try), because of how sensitive they have become and how much they hurt.

How many different stories can be told in so many different ways.

That simple inspiration arrives from merely anywhere, that the people around you -if you look a little deeper, you'll be inspired/disgusted (haha)

That, people change.
-But, i miraculously(foolishly?) still somehow have faith.

People you love, may not love you back/have different ways of loving you.

How scary it is, to be that disappointed in a person and to have the very core of your able bodied mind be told that so much was a lie, and everything meant nothing.

2011, was a year of adversity and a year of learning.

Happy new year, i love you guys.

Merry Christmas.

Because really, everything isn't supposed to feel like this now. Foreign, unfamiliar, uncomfortable, and terrifying. This was going to be the time of my life, to have the adventure of a lifetime but still arriving back on earth under my curfew with somewhere to call home.


Coming down to it all, let's just all not care anymore.

Merry Christmas everybody.

Review.

My Heart's tied up in more than just little knots, with the disappointments all around. Give me back the people i love, the skip i used to have, take away all these bad thoughts and feelings and make them all go away. I want to feel comfortable and loved again, goodnight.

Alone.

Because that's all i've felt throughout 6 months, alone.