i hope noone i know reads this. i dont give my address out for the very fact that i can be specific. I am all that i could ever dream. i am the reason that black hippies are great to have as a ideal role model
follow me down this twisted decripit road
the gravel like the plot has long since unfoiled
sitting under a tree waiting for levo with thoughts of enlightenment
not quite the center of thought
but im trying
i light another blunt because
sometime i feel like crying
i feel like dying
yet these two maybe the same to the man to cool to express nything but pain
its all gravy if i need to save thee a should as long as it is mine
i have no problem lending in kind
however for me, just get me fucked up thats the way to deal with distress
drink it awy untill the drinking becomes the stray hair that wont stay under you cap as the wind blows you in directions you didnt mean to go.
No matter just go with the flow.

crazy thoughts

Every choice we make is in a service of a need.

what do i need?

companionship
people to like me
to feel effective, like i am making a change
to feel smart
to give to others

I can't stop thinking about cher, i feel like i am walking a tight rope and on either side of the line is a conclusion i am too worried to see what they are to falter my step. Things are working out the way i like, with my understanding of things to be that in time i will be able to express how i feel more. I am excited bout my personal growth, in that i will be able to express myself better.