Ultimately I love God, call me a f**, call me gay. Call me whatever, derogatory or otherwise. I really won't care....
He's taught me so much in the past few years it's just amazing how much I have learned. Sometimes I hate what I learned, for knowing that some things are deep within the category of dark, or for knowing how to control myself to make me feel differently, ie change my hormone levels to make me feel euphoric or scared. But it doesn't matter, I love it.
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I've fallen in love twice. But I just wasn't meant to be with them I suppose. I miss that feeling so much... All the unmeaning sex in the world and all the gold in the world couldn't compare to what falling in love feels like. I'm just waiting to fall in love again, but I won't wait for it, If it comes then good, if not... then at least I know what love feels like...
((I'm having some left over feelings right now, so I'll stop writing.))
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I plan to write, poems because poems are just something that I like. I also plan to write about whatever pops into my little head.
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