i sit here, lie here, stand here, wake, ever sleeping, walking, dreading, wishing. I hope to know at least one soul, before i dying sigh, and my casket procedes across the knoll...i hope this ye, but do naught to pursue my wish, Instead i sleep, i dread,i sit...stagnant and miserable but with a heart overflowing with an indescribable collection of sentiments and loving expressions. Most of which i've never had the courage to share or the endurance to deliver. I am unsure and i am growing, but i will paint my pictures and hope the colors overflow and seep into your pores, staining your skin with the essence of me....which you will never be able to wash off....yet will nay tire of the tint. If you have ever felt so strongly say aye and i will follow you through the end of all,
This is my Blog, in it you will find me trying to avoid responsibility....enjoy.