I saw a pair of scissors today and wanted to cut off my hair....

the craft and the art aren't two different things although they are seen as different as night and day

what do you do with this anger?especiall if it is directed to a certain individual... do you deal with it? or.... don't we all not fantasize? I do ..I know I do and I wish for.........

it is cruel to be praised for smomething you didn't put ur all in... it is even worse when it lifts you up and makes you feel proud even though you should have no reason to be.

I had a quicksand problem today that sucked up my imagination and left me sitting there hollow

Waking up in the morning is such a bother it makes me wanna puke

give or take there is nothing here....

nothing changes everyday is the same and yet there is a sharp pain in my head... the reminder that there is nothing that wil stop this devil cycle is a nuisance

kindldindl dirndel? kindling that attracts the dangerous.... or maybe the unspoken. I cannot describe what suffocates me when I see these colors. I don't even know when they are here before they are gone.

Kindling Colors

what would you whisper in the wind when nobody is around....

and what does the other you think about