And this is the room One afternoon I knew I could love you
And from above you how I sank into your soul
Into that secret place where no one dares to go


I apologize for the fact that this was a cell phone picture, but it was such a beautiful day


I think you should always give someone the benefit of the doubt because even if you really are wrong in the beginning, i think youll be right by the end. Its easier to be something if someone believes in you.


I wonder whether its better to force oneself to forgive and accept, for the sake of getting along. Sometimes this means smothering your feelings. But they dont exactly go away- dead and steralized, these feelings no longer glow searing hot, but weigh heavily like dead corpses, cold and haunting. Ghosts of jealousy. They move through us and within us.

I also think as friends to eachother, we hold a lot of power. Being good friends i think means neither person abuses this power, not because they would feel badly but because they dont want to. We are all incomplete and searching and look for validation or salvation or even just fun or fufillment from others. Give and take. Sometimes it feels paralyzing to not be in control. I feel this surge of goodwill when i can givegivegive. But this is possibly because at the same time, i have been taking. In far excess to what I deserve. Wow i feel like its such a great feeling to give love and praise to people freely, just to see the light that illuminates inside their skin, but maybe I'm drawing this give by sapping my friends. Im sorry!

Sometimes I think we were all put here to hurt eachother, and it is this humane sense of prevailing good within everyone that keeps us from eating eachother alive.

Hope, please.
Also in Spanish class, we were told to write down a secret. I went into a minor mode of panic in searching for one, and felt a little dried and withered upon realizing i dont think I have any.
Actually, except one