This is D.

I am anxious. he has made me so anxious. this past week. I am not going to question myself. I’m just going to be myself. I’m going to live the way I want. so many things have been going on in my life so many people in this world. if he isn’t on the same page as myself then its OK.. i will find someone who is…there are so many people in this world.

im in a weird mood and i need help.. i dont know how to get out of it. my charkras are all kinds of off, i wish jeff would just answer, he knows how to help me.. fuck.. i hate when i get like this.. its like im in a black hole of my self. where all i want to  do is cry. someone help me and feel my energry weaking. please

I’m about to scream. I feel as though i keep getting sucked into this hell hole of relationships. n i don’t know what to do. fuck this. fuck people. fuck relationships im going to focus on myself. and do what i want to do when i want to do it. relationships Dont matter they never have. its just a feeling of attachment then they fuck you over in someway. I’m young. I don’t need to deal with this fucking crap anymore. universe. you win.

garçon petit fermier. cela peut sembler bizarre, mais vous avez été coincé dans lesprofondeurs de mon cerveau pour les derniers jours .. cela m’attriste que vous vivez si loin parce que j’aurais aimé apprendre à vous en savez plus .. j’espère que vous me parler bientôt, l’amour Danyelle

Concerts I have been too, from what I can remember

When the monsters come our at night to prowl the city when is it time to run and hide? we run far away from these monsters because our fears have taken over. but the few, the brave will stand and fight leaving these monsters to fear them in return. who are these people? what makes them different. what gives them the courage to stand up and fight.
these so called monsters i speak of that we all run from are all the doubts we have within ourselves . each having our own monster dwelling inside us . but those of us who let the monster out and fight them as they come. are the true good people in this world of doubts and dis-pare.

what is beauty? is it the perfect features on a human face? symmetrical eyes perfect nose that goes perfect with a perfectly oval face? or is it something within ourselves within each human. can we all really be beautiful? can we all make the right choices to not only help our selfs but not hurt those around us. is this really possible? is it possible to be a good human even though every person i meet tends to look out for number 1. or does beauty only go skin deep….

What is love? what is being loved? how can one see love? how can one leave love? is love blind? is love shallow? is love rich? or is love poor? can love tell you who is perfect and real? or who is faking love. what is love? and how do we even start to describe it? 

love can be found in so many places. friends, families. love is all around us. everyone wants to be loved and loved in return. it is finding the person whom speaks the same love language as you. it is giving up you last cookie even though you wanted it your self. it is hearing about someones day  even when you have a head ache. it is a hug. a kiss. a certain touch. love it caring. love is moving love is changing your plans. love is forgiveness, love is understanding  love is beautiful love is art. love is in the mind. love is in the soul love is….

what you make it.