Thursday, November 15, 2012

Dystopia.

I wonder about people sometimes.
I wonder if they miss loosing their breath with me.
I wonder if they miss that pain in their stomach from laughing too much. 
I wonder if they miss how I'd be the only one laughing at their jokes. 
I wonder, do you miss me at all, dude?


Eh. I'm really good, though. I just miss ya.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

"People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be” 
--Abe Lincoln
 
Some days are better than others, but
This is me.
And I am happy at last.