he had already yanked some tears out of me without my permission and now here i was obsessing on the psychological origins of his behavior as a way to seem more detached than i really was. i was secretly terrified that the dumb girl inside me might want him back.
well, today was kinda good. i love that quote, and it really, really describes me, which is a good thing and a bad thing. this whole blog thing really is helping me open up, when i remember to post :), but it's kinda scary opening up sometimes. some things are better left unsaid. but i think that our society as a whole has this irrational fear of expressing ourselves, like my irrational fear of grasshoppers. but i think it's unhealthy to not express yourself. we were talking about this in socratic the other day, and i was just thinking how i express myself, and i do express myself more than other people. i do this blog everyday. i think that is expressing myself. i talk ALOT to other people. i love listening to other people too, and, in a way, that is expressing that part of me that only wants to help other people. i write alot of poetry, and that is definatly my soul in those words. i am currently working on nanawrimo, which is a competition wherein you write an entire novel in a month, approximatly 1600 words a day, and i can't write that many words and not put something of my self into them.
i am, from this day forward, going to work on outwardly expressing my inward emotions, so i can change the way our society views expression.
this is me getting off my soap box now...
love, me :)
i believe in love. i believe in second chances and silly bands and making myself happy, because no one else ever will.
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