Process

To be like they who have no regard for boundaries...
to disreguard feelings for sensuality.
I have something better.
To be like they who can only have freedom in stupidity...
to have and to hold but not quite remember who, why or where.
I have something better.
To be like they who only find pleasure fleatingly...
to need that pleasure over and over but only can find it in temporary places.
I have something better.
Sex is good.
Alcohol is tasty.
Drugs are amazing.
I have something better though.
To be the lucky person who finds freedom in what i will do instead of what i wont,
to see the true person inside instead of the man inside the boy.
To be the lucky person who finds hilarity in the small things,
to be with and enjoy the people who don't need to be an idiot to be funny.
To be the lucky person who find true happiness in one thing,
and that One Thing isn't ever going to leave me.
i'm not better.
I just have something that is.

I thought I lost this blog for ever because i couldn't remember the password....

luckily my mom's computer remembered my password... ha ha.

So i made a new one but i haven't written in it yet because no one knows its there

I'm not sure what the user name and password is for that either...

Anyways- and since MySpace isn't really a place for blog - even though i post them there anyways... i love my blog here.

So here's what you all have been missing out on!