Kind of in this calm state of mind with a tinge of boredom. I'd rather be bored with you.
I like to be a dreamer. Somewhat of an old friend once asked me, "Are you goal oriented, or emotionally driven?" I knew the answer right away, but the question made me really think about myself. I felt a slight comfort in myself. I dream of making enough to live on with a certain someone, not one that there is necessarily love with, but most definitely comfort. I like for my heart to bleed, because a short life of good intentions is better than a long life drawn on miserably.
Some of you threaten to kill yourself, and it makes me sick. You say you're life is shit, but I just think you forget the little things. Someone I hold very close called me 'sweetie.' I think it's funny that this small gesture, this pet name, made my night (hell, even my week), and made me feel livelier than ever.
I miss winter again. I'd do ALMOST anything to see grey skies again. The heat around here makes me feel ill.
Ha, I doubt any attention will be paid to this. I'm just full of thought at the moment, and felt like I should write some.