karina

P.S.
When I've been down, everything around me has revealed itself in it's truest form… nevertheless I've strived to C the good that is missing in a lot of people...many have betrayed me, many I have deceived…Blah who cares it is only according to their small minds…let me enlighten you, You're wrong, you have not accepted me changing, I have not waited around to strengthen your weakness. I have no patience, you lack ambition. You are not in my life at the moment, because you never were. Just because I cared at one point in my life, and no longer do doesn’t make me heartless. It makes me smart…advice to live by…never relate yourself to rotten seeds when you have a brand new fresh flora of ideas to grow from. I feel my strength is been tested…It’s a negative wave that is raping me in every way imaginable…it hurts, my breathing space is limited, I feel a leech hanging on my neck…my legs are not in shape so I can’t stand for too long…I got imaginary friends giving me more love and attention than my petite figure can bear…but I love the nature of this feeling…its aggressive yet calm…it’s a soft indulging punch in the face for all that time I’ve spent alone, thinking, caring, writing…Blah…who cares right?...perhaps im selfish… WOW, that’s an eye opener…perhaps, but lets take a minute and say I have cared, lets just say I once cared for another being so much I stopped my own journey to listen to their ideas …lets pretend I’ve been a good friend to a lot of you, if so…what has me pretending to be your friend brought me? What have I gained from that Machiavellian Plan? Snakes rattle…they don’t speak your truth; they don’t stay up late for hours talking that language u like to hear…gibberish I say…but there is some truth in a lot of nonsense…every myth has a truth, every existing thing has an “it” you cant put ur finger on it, but it’s there…and it inspires you into relating to this person why? Because we’re human, and half the time we make bad choices…and those choices bring out the best in us…the teary side of us we love to seclude since we associate it with weakness…never that …maybe this materialistic generation has gotten a hold on me, im trapped, cant seem to get away from lost souls gosh they’re all over the place, they’re clones of my would be ideal companion…and it sucks, sucks more when you’re a prisoner of your own mirror and u see the u in them …I’ve come to the conclusion that I don’t belong here as many of you have said since I’m so odd…but where to? Perhaps Mars or Venus? I rather Venus, I don’t like to be exposed to hazardous substances…and consume their poison…I’ll go to a nice place I have created, and no, it’s not this bullshit world we call (myspace)…it’s a real place with nice people, and naked truths…Love?... Yeah sometimes…