August 2011
6 posts
“I want to anchor you.
Keep you from losing yourself
In the maze of chaos the...”
– me
Home
“Sometimes I feel like you’re never really here.”
Someone once said that to me. I wanted to laugh a little because it’s exactly what I was thinking about myself too.
I call it being homesick, but it’s more then just missing a place, it’s everything.
Home is not just an address.
Home is family, friends, and all the familiar.
It’s first loves, first fights, first runaways,...
because every story starts somewhere
i don’t know why you’re reading this. why you’d care or want to. maybe you’re bored, killing time, or trying to figure out what to do with your life. maybe you’re just freaking creepy and like stalking young girls on the interent. or maybe, just maybe, you’re a little like me. and you have things to say, stuff you want to know, and a life to live. by chance,...