In the end, no matter what, just relax and stop worrying about everything, your views can be whatever you please you can see life and meaning in every which way, but stop for a moment and just take solace in knowing that even if you aren’t doing anything, Something will happen

something to get rid of the boredom would be quite appreciated right about now……

i’m on some sort of poetry of the people around me binge…. i wonder if thats healthy 

she’s kind

intelligent

blunt

and sturdy

loving

and wise

while still with a touch of

life

her interests may bore you

but thats only because you cant see

she doesn’t need hobbies to stand out

and my favortie part

she’s always there for me

If anyone is wondering about me I’ll tell them. My name does not exist on this site, I am a very walled off and private person usually, that’s why I like this site, because here I plan to just be me, nothing and no one else. Here I plan to speak of the things I’d otherwise keep bottled up and if that makes some of the writing depressing, well so be it. I don’t expect everything I write on here to be depressing though, I’m not dead inside and this is the inner me, true the inner me is where I bury a lot of issues but it’s also where my personality stems from, and I’m a fun person to be around as I’ve been told and as appears.

            I’m a little over the top, eccentric doesn’t apply, let’s try … insane. Yeah, insane works. I love to write and read, in fact there’s a good possibility I’ll be putting some book reviews from the hundreds of books I read up on here. Fiction is my baby! I love the thing to death!!!! Okay that’s sort of an odd way to put it, but I do, I love fiction because you create a life and a world, you tell the story, and through it you and the reader can experience living as somebody else – someone a touch more exciting quite likely – for a little bit.

I also love fashion. And art. Fashion and art, because they go so well together. Art is something to express yourself through and that surrounds you, fashion is the same only on your person and in truth is a form of art.

I have some crazy interests such as

Sharks and all marine life

Mythology – love the stuff, I’m such a Greek/roman myth buff

History – especially English, especially Elizabeth I

Glass blowing – no seriously, I blow glass, I’ll put some pics of my work up, maybe someone wants to buy?

Sky diving – I’m dying to

I like graveyards because they’re peaceful and reflective

I love New York City, and Paris 

Heels, high High heels!! Love ‘em

I’m an actress

I’m an amazing sales woman

I love tea, especially – my favorite – Earl Grey

I’m a cook

I wear a lot of rings – really only 5 – but they all have meaning to me

I’m a masseuse

I’m open for questions, come on people! Ask me ANYthing!!!!! :D

my guy for the hour

hes sweet

quite kind

means well and is perfect, 

when around

.

yet i see him so little i question our bond

does he really care?

can it really work

us two.

.

maybe we rushed in

i wouldn’t be surprised

there was a reason for sure

a reason we said we never would

.

its just so far away

three hours nearly, so far

its like an ocean divides our bodies

and a time frame divides our minds

.

we never speak

hes busy

we’re never together

oh well

but i know theres something between us

something strong and something

oh so

good

there has to be, and if i think back

i remember

that perfect click

two halfs sliding together smoothly and easily

like intention 

we fit so well

while he was there

.

and so it makes me wonder

can such a bond survive

a perfect and tough connection no doubt

but how tough?

especially when such vital needs

 - like simply time -

are with held?

.

and if it cant, when do you give up?

when do you say enough, 

we’re done

i love you perhaps

 - or i could have at some point -

but i cant handle 

the space

.

when is it right to say that?

is it ever right?

.

i’d like to know but

i cant possibly

.

and all the while

as i’m contemplating and wishing

one thing still stands

well, looms

heavy, forboading, and mocking

like a vulture calmly waiting

for its prey to die

.

it’s the space

he is a friend

a very good friend

a friend like no other 

.

hes iconic

supurb

intense and alive

or trying to be anyway

and succeeding, in everyone’s eyes but his own

.

he sees things, the world

in ways no one can ever describe

but he can

he can take your eyes and blind them,

just so he can give you sight for the first time again

. 

he can seize the earth and turn it

into a raging wonder storm

where nothing makes sense

and everything’s clear

.

thats who he is to me.

.

hes not some magician

a wizard or a geanie 

hes just a guy, with a gift

to be amazing

to make people look at him in awe

and the best part?

he sees none of it.

so its completely and utterly him

real and alive and exploring the possibilities of life

just the truth and nothing more

.

so yeah, reality beyond actuality

thats what he means

to me

one day i’ll remember who i am

one day i’ll be me again

one day i’ll forget the fear

one day things will be clear

.

and hell will host the ice skating olympics

and fish will drive air planes

and people will dance in their graves

and an idiot will run the usa

..

…… well hey one of those things happened, 

hey if Bush was possible anything is possible!

.

but wait

i still cant remember who i am

-_^