Let's be rational here...

2013-01-09 @ 1:28 a.m.
Where are you?

How do I explain that I am broken, but at the same time I am whole. How do I explain that I am hollow, but continue to overflow. How do I explain that I am hate, made up of unconditional love. How do I explain that I am tears that flow through laughter.

How do I explain that I am selfless, and more selfish than you know. How do I explain that I am angry, and tranquil to my core. How do I explain that I am joy, and never ending sadness. How do I explain that I am confusion, lying in a bed of clarity.

How do I explain this contradicting mess of humanity when there are no words to explain it. How could I possibly explain who I am to the people who do not yet know me? Never mind those who think they do.

I�ll let you judge and amuse myself with your findings.

I am angry you say � perhaps I am righteous? Maybe injustice sets my blood on fire.

I am joyous you say � perhaps I am masked? Maybe I know the face the world would prefer.

I am rebellious you say � perhaps I am diplomatic? Maybe respect must be earned and authority is meaningless.

I am blunt you say � perhaps I am honest? Maybe I call things as I see them.

I am fearless you say � perhaps I am afraid? Maybe I work through my fears and learn to understand them.

I am foolish you say � perhaps I am wise? Maybe I know the value of a laugh and concealed intelligence.

I am stubborn you say - perhaps i am moralistic? Maybe i know where my beliefs stand and refuse to be swayed.

But it does not matter what you think, at the end of the day. It does not matter what you perceive or what I hope you will acknowledge. All that matters is that you are there, and I have a shoulder or two to lean on.

<<ghosts []the mist>>


me

A shit load of contradictions, wrapped up neatly, with a nice pretty bow.

adore

Reading. Writing. Zoos & Animal Parks. Bowling. Coffee Ice-cream. Blues Rock/Alternative/Indie Music. Fallen Angels. Wild Flowers. Pastrami. Vanilla Coke. Autumn. Harry Potter. Driving. Turquoise. Southern Comfort. Aviators. Semolina. Christmas. Museums. Dream Catchers. Roller Coasters. Tattoos. Winter Cider. Philosophy. Vintage Shops. Night time. Chinese Lanterns. Hoop earrings. Sci-Fi. Flowery Skirts. Mythical Creatures. Weeping Willows. Castles. Yankee Candles. Rainy Mornings. Ballet Pumps. Baking. Art Galleries. Long pendants. Quills and Ink. Spiced Rum. Libraries. Sleeping. Converse. Forests. Banana Milk. Venetian Masks. Poetry. Fireworks. US License Plates. Graveyards. Quotes. White Chocolate. Cats. Stars. Scrap Books. Shopping. Metallic Nail Varnish. Keepsakes. Phoenixes. Golden Grahams. Horror Movies. Tea (Esp. Rose Earl Grey). Lemonade Shower Gel. Travelling. Tragic Love. Piercings. Old Book & New Sponge Smells. Storms. Witty People. Cherries. Colourful Socks. American Dramas. Airports. Aston Martins. Hazelnut Lattes. Cowboys. Skeleton Keys. Cajun Chicken. Ivy. Dreams. Cinnamon Waffles. Old London. French Cheese. Trilby Hats. Antiques. Colourful Plasters. Postcards. Colourful paperclips. Bangles. Marvel & DC Comics. Key rings. Notebooks.

detest

Dishonesty. Racism. Narrow-Mindedness. Idiocy. Unwarranted Violence. Neglective Parents. Bullying. Unearned Respect. Betrayal. Extreme Heat. Bright Lights. Sickness. Mushrooms & Olives. Alarm Clocks. Unfounded Jealousy. South African Accents. Celebrity Biographies. Suffocating Presences. Restrictions. Superficial people. Game playing. Routines.

desire

Robert Frost Leather Bound Journal.

Small Vinyl Book Ends.

Astro Star Lamp.


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