i'm all about them, words.
Monday, August 14, 2006
- 9:00 PM
provoked.
i hate it when i'm forced to consider things, when i'm provoked to think. yet i find it more soothing that not knowing anything at all. this is doing me no justice, yet it would be more painful to just let it pass.
i'm not talking sense. maybe i'm still thinking.
i see possibilities, but i cant come to terms with them.
faltered.