I miss your cuddles the most when I'm lonely.
Having no reason at all. Being inspired. Being in love. Falling over. Splashing in puddles. Exploring. Being naked. Creating. Learning. Mischief making.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
Family
I don't have that 'love' connection to family. It's only blood. I can't get my head around loving them just because they are my family.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
The Truth
I am afraid because I want too much.
Clothes, shoes, tattoos.
I don't know if I like the person that I have become.
I don't want to ever lose sight of the important things.
But it's hard.
People are caught up in the web of duty.
Cooking, cleaning, working, studying.
I think that's what the world expects you to do because they lack imagination.
I want to climb trees, dance naked, share love and laughter, worship the Earth.
Housework is a waste of a life.
I miss being free.
And I miss the old me.
And I miss the old me.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
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