You're here. I'm here. We might have never met, we might not ever meet, but I truly wish you well. I hope you wish the same for me.

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And for my first post….

Swirling around in my first couple of drinks and plate of home cooking……..

I am afraid of my future and what is to come. Not in a negative way. Not in a positive. I am flinging myself into an unknown jungle…..for reasons that are countless. With all of that, I can only be thankful for all of the people I consider my family…my friends…and all in between. This all must be the way it is. I love you all. I need this space to clear it up, rearrange, and get it right….(whatever “right” is…)

I am on my journey to find myself…my comfort zone, and most importantly…peace within this slender, broken down body. I have not lived to my potential. I have not lived to the best of my abilities. I cannot let those past negatives affect this unknown future that I am riding into. I come from a mixture of strength, intelligence, grace, and beauty, most importantly…a stand up woman, and a man’s man.  I have it all in my hands. Or more accurately, in my mind…..

I wish all who read this a happy holidays, not for the b.s. Christian traditions…but for your families and friends….whether blood related or not. Not for gifts, and materialistic wants….but for those that stand by you, even when you’re not living up to the greatest of standards. 

We are all alone….the hardest thing is to open up.

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The Russian Government has given the go-ahead to build a $65 billion transcontinental railway linking Siberia with North America. The project aims to feed North America with raw goods from the Siberian interior and beyond. A renewable energy transmission corridor will also be put in that feeds wind and tidal power across vast distances. This tunnel would be the longest tunnel in the world, 65 miles long, and would cross the International Date Line.

[Does that mean that when you travel from North America to Russia….you went forward in time??? Or that when you come from Russia to the United States, you went back in time??….Interesting….]

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I’ll have found you and I’ll be able to banish the alone that exists in me.

I’ll smile when I awake in the morning next to you.

As I will when I close my eyes next to your body.

I’ll hug you at times with all the might my body will have, just of joy to finally have you.

I’ll remember days like today.

With the incorrect love choices I have made.

You…

Whoever you are. 

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A road of thought that will be very difficult for me to not go on if I let my mind stray on it.

I’m far from the jealous type. There is no reason to be jealous…..I have faith…and stupid blind hope. (Both not too helpful in this situation.)

Trust in a severe ego maniac who would want the same object that I have desired for years just to conquer her on some sex partners list over his friend’s affection for her..I do not. Some guys just need attention and feel like the douche-baggery is the way to do it…..I’m glad I’m not one of those.

The worst thing about people in public is when people witness a situation like this barbecue, they throw coals drenched in gas into the mix..trying to lead you on the beginning parts of this path.

They’re not sure just speaking their assumptions out loud.  Maybe like I’m writing my thoughts on Tumblr.

No transportation on this road of thought. Just you’re legs…leading in one direction and the rest of you trying to keep cool in your mind and heart. Our natural instincts though sometimes animal like….are as sometimes uncontrollable; like the way the wind blows. 

A road of thought that will be very difficult for me to not go on if I let my mind stray on it.

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Sometimes, Anons can get annoying….but a good amount of the time…there’s something about wondering who asked you a question and did not want to leave their identity behind. 

I imagine walking up to a girl somewhere on the subway or bus and saying…

“Hello…my name is anon”

  • Question: Sup? - Anonymous
  • Answer:

    Nothing much. Saw this English (as in British) movie I’ve been wanting to see for the last 8 months and got a chance to see….Other then that..I’ve been posting senseless nothings into my pad that will one day be etched into complex lyrics…(at least hopefully)….what about you?