June 12, 2010
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May 3, 2010
Neelah, World. World, Neelah.

Neelah, World. World, Neelah.

March 12, 2010
March 8, 2010

sometimes I look at you and think, “I;m glad you’re my friend.”

:} you know what, I don’t know who this is, but I am 99% sure I look at you and think the same thing.

Ask me anything

March 7, 2010

while i change your sheets…i’d rather be changing your life.

March 4, 2010

formspring.me

do you ever feel like we are living in the matrix?

what a great question, thank you for asking! why yes, sometimes I am fully convinced we are living in the matrix. I notice glitches in the world- and I’m certain it is not my own psychosis but in fact, it IS the matrix!! for example: one time, i was staring at a light bulb on someone’s porch for a very long time, and i thought to myself “how odd that there is just a bare light bulb hanging on that porch, instead of some sort of glass lamp around it. i kind of like it”. point is, i made a conscious observation that it was in fact a bare light bulb hanging there, and i stared and thought about it for at least five minutes. I then turned my head, turned back, and AGHAST!, THERE WAS NOW A COVERING ON THE LIGHT BULB. IT WAS IN FACT NO LONGER BARE! if this isn’t proof for the matrix existing, then i just don’t know what is.

Ask me anything

My dreams are where the outcast wants and hopes and losses roam freely. Subconsciousness has no master. And my mind, when in the morning reconciles with those abandoned thoughts, weeps. I ask, ‘does your mind ever weep for me?’