I've Got to Decide What I'm Going to Do and Do It.
The italics are lost in copy and paste... there is originally 3 kinds of communication going on: the thought, speech, and telling of it.
So free and uninhibited, they are, when they do something...
A wistful thought.
Yet we are so bound by dynamic understanding.
What does that even mean?
Picking up where we left off isn't so easy. I was never meant to write, to make something of what is not. I clearly work in what IS.
"Or I make what is and simply leave explaining to evidence itself." she says outloud.
Perhaps then I am more apart of everything than anything else trying to explain it! Somehow I must share the perspective of the univers
YOUR BOY SIDE
( ) You love hoodies.
( ) You love jeans
( ) Dogs are better than cats.
( ) It's hilarious when people get hurt.
( ) You've played with/against boys on a team.
( ) Shopping is torture.
( ) Sad movies suck.
( ) You own an X-Box.
(x) Played with Hotwheel cars as a kid.
( ) At some point in time you wanted to be a firefighter.
(x) You own a DS, PS2 or Sega.
( ) You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers.
( ) You watch sports on TV.
( ) Gory movies are cool.
( ) You go to your dad for advice.
( )You own like a trillion baseball caps.
( ) You like going to football games.
( ) You used to/do collect baseball cards.
staining the keyboard
sparks and electrocution
smoke and burning
but in the e-mail you see nothing
not a thing
because virtual tears are invisible
so invisible it makes the heart cry louder
and silent screams in childhood dreams are all that we grow up to know