Recently, life hasn't posed much of a threat. I've been living pretty well, social life is great, and I'm even getting my daily dose of flirting. Since cutting has become the topic of the day, I might as well put my view out there too.
Cutting, as it is, can be a couple things. Either a display of power over ones self, or a euphoric release from some kind of emotional issue. No matter what somebody tells you, it is not done to kill themselves, if they truely wanted to die, you would have never known until the cops checked on the rotting smell.
People who cut bug me for one simple reason, they see themselves as weak in a normal light, and powerful in another. You must pick your own way. You don't need gashes on your arm to empower yourself. A girl told me, that even though I was hard on her, it still caused her to relinquish cutting, even if just for a bit. If you come to me, I will help you the best I can, you may not like the method, but it will help in the end.
Music is producing a bigger influence on me day by day, the way I feel, the way I act, whatever. Right now, I feel so full of love that its about to burst. Even the boy with a bit of a dark perspective on life longs for a warm sunny day, where he can just sit and listen to a girl talk. Share a smile, a kiss under the shaking shadows of the leaves above. No feeling of nervousness, because its fine, everything is fine. I want that, I want that badly, but I will be patient for it.
Fairly short entry, but I got what was on my mind off it.
Later!
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I suppose it's the thought that counts then if your phone doesn't have minutes. But it's supposed to charge 10 bucks to your phone bill, so it wouldn't work with a pre-paid phone anyway. Oh, by the way. *virtual slap!* That's for Haiti!
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