When will be together again?

So hard to sit down and write something true and real.I suppose its because i live a lot of my life on the line between truth and lies. I flirt with that line on a daily basis. Almost to the extent of not knowing reality. Maybe I'm driving myself crazy instead of the world driving me crazy.

I could talk about the way the light is shinning into this room , gives it a slight insane asylum air.

Or that i know all of the grannies are wondering what new fangled contraption I'm working on today.

It feels so nice to getting payed as i write a blog and do laundry. This really is the land of free and the brave.

I heart america. Because everyones dreams really do come true here. Awesome awesome.
I'm glad for a by myself weekend. Prolly going to rent some movies, do homework. Write my heart out on some papers for class.. then keep letting some boys fall in love with moi.

It can be a good life some days

better than the days when I'm walking through the depths of hell.