i wouldnt take it back,
im watching the justice league.
no one is "home" right now, at the moement.
im listening to untill the day i die. im thinking of
flying. she was focused. she knew i would walk behind. no?
if you knew then you know me well little one. i can taste blood,
nose bleed ;/. too bad she's busy today, i think i'll just stay here, sing. blog. lets pull a thought and run on it, "when i say jump, you say how high" well i cant really run on that, it speeks for itself. i cant do this anymore, but sometimes i cant help it, i feel like a hand has been placed over my mouth and my voice box torn from my troat. i think it's my body telling me to be careful of the words i chose, my english is well but i get nervous and i studder, i'd say a word that comes two words after the one i just said. im thinking of how confused i was, she knew spanish but she spoke english instead, was she ashamed of it? i dont understand why, well there are just somethings that dont have answers, things that you would have never seen coming. they just happen. you just cant read some people. i feel like someone could read me well but take a look deeper and they might get hurt so i close my eyes. getting hurt is a part of life, like thomas wayne told little bruce, "do you know why we fall hruce? so we can learn how to pick ourselfs up" gaby and i get along well huh? random but i just put together the cards to form the big picture and it reminds me of when i looked through the deck to find the pieces for her. i'll finish this later