“I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.” 


I am past the point of having a strong desire to be a nomad. Now I yearn for it as if it were my final hope; part of me thinks it is. I don't want to be here anymore. I can't. I don't belong-not here. 

I'm going to write on here, so no one I know can see it. But they're some things I want to say:

Let's start off with you- Dare I put your name? I don't really even want to write it. But, you. You. Just.. you were everything. You still are. And I hate the fact that you still are. That I love you. Get out of my fuc/king head. Go away. Go far, far away......
But, you are.
You will be. 
You will be going far away.
How the fu/ck am I supposed to deal with that? I feel our souls are attached; I just want you to let go of mine. Can you do that for me, please? I want this feeling out of my chest. It's not welcome here anymore.

I haven't even started typing yet and I'm already tearing up. You are my air. You are my giver of life. I love you with all of my heart and I hope you know that. And I don't mean to disappoint you sometimes. And more than anything I hope one day you will forgive me for deceiving you; and keeping things from you. You probably won't ever know until years from now. I can't tell you. No, not just yet. Forgive me for keeping this from you. I am so sorry. I'm sorry for giving up on myself again. I love you. No one has any idea how much. You and daddy. You two are my home. Not the one we live in- that's not home. My parents; you are my home. I found comfort no where like I do in your presence. No one will ever take the place of you guys.

I get too emotional. Oh-fucking-well. I don't even care. 


Vampire Diaries.
American Horror Story.
Skins. Again.
Annnnnd posssiblyyyy Glee? We shall see.

^That's about to be my life right now. Okay. this is going no where. Goodbye.
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