I think, Just maybe, I'm becoming who I wanted to be all along.

and I don't feel as though I'm trying at all.
magnificent.

I Simply Need a Bigger closet.

SO MANY DRESSES, SWEATERS, SHOES, SCARVES, SKIRTS, SHORTS, SHIRTS, STOCKINGS, COATS, BLAZERS, CARDIGANS, BLOUSES, PURSES, BAGS, AND DRESSES DRESSES DRESSES DRESSES.

gee.
have you ever noticed how many types of clothing start with the letter "S"? A lot, man.

Do you want to know something?

I Have never had a real boy friend.

Real? like one longer than two weeks. yep.

You want to know something else? well, I don't care. I've never longed for someone I have to care for, and entertain for a long long long time. No, because I am very free. I am free by myself. And who says I'm by myself?
No one has proven to me, that I need one, no one has set a good example of a relationship, of which I want.

So there you have it.

FILM pictures

Well, I'm hungry

I gave myself a new project. for the sake of giving myself a project.

I'm not sure what the project is yet. new things I guess. always. working myself harder and harder. like always. making a better photograph.
These are all digital. I took some film, I need them developed. tomorrow!
PS the first picture is SOOC

I can't get lazy

I don't know. I don't know. I get too lazy sometimes, and if I stay lazy too long, I feel terrible. just terrible.
it's almost worse, than worrying about the future.
I have to find a happy medium. now, however, I need to sleep. and write with a pen, and paper.

Two nights ago, I had the best dream of my life

last night, I had a dream me best friend almost died, and I got raped multiple times.
Karma. can't ever have more than one good dream in the same week.

I suppose anything can be a curse in someway, and anything can be a cure.

I can change, in shape, and form, in mind, in spirit, in beliefs, in temperature, in wellness, or in anyway possible.
I am a human, and we are capable of change, our skin stretches so far, then it shrinks back to form, if we give it the option. Our brain cells, can multiply, reproduce, grow grow grow, or shrivel up like anorexic's ovaries.

I'm seeing things, I'm seeing love, light, hate, things that are surreal, things that are completely and utterly, only imaginable, but real.

I could sing, if I could write lyrics, and pitch notes like I wish I was able to. I want to street preform, see others pass by, make music with the vibrating sound waves. I want to travel with the the International Post. Sail, and breathe pure air. Untouched, but only by the water molecules, mixing in the sky. I would open my ribs, like the double doors or a mansion, and just breathe. I would become air, and water, pure and simple.

For me, I creep along by myself.

I took some pictures today

I don't have titties anymore.

I don't know wether to drink this tea, or to slip into dreamland.

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