I think I think to much. As crazy as that maybe sounds I have reason and explanation behind it. Everything I see touch taste smell I think about, truthfully I don't see why it never became a sixth sense. Then there's the transformation where my thinking goes from thoughts to dreams and then everything I think about becomes completely imaginary. Lately my thoughts have been corrupted. And even tho as if I had any doubt before in life that I was over it I knew that I was not but that still didn't stop the late night sex the 69s the family that I imagined us having in the future which I knew was never going to happen. The mind state of my generation is so immature so young I feel out of place. Why do I always feel like I don't belong. Is it me still tryna figure myself out or am I really not fit for this generation. So back to this monstrosity that has conflicted my heart but did not break it see thy heart is not made from thy wood or neither is it fragile but what hurts a strong hearts turns a strong heart. Kind of like poisons it. It will remain strong but it is tooken over by such evilness trying to make others suffer what you have. So that's what he did... He did not hurt me he damaged me. Will I ever speak the world of love again such powerful dialect can ruin a persons life forcing them to feel restricted from such accent. And after it all they say you learn from experience, I think ill object. If I would have never came face to face with that experience I think I would be very much better than I am now. Not feeling drained and drowned, like I lost thebest part of me like he took something away from me leaving me with nothing to dwell on.

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*Written on the train on the way to school.

    Often times i think abouth everything. I think about life i think about death, i think about what i have, and I think about what i dont have. I think about what i want to accomplish versus what i will accomplish, what i will not accomplish never strikes my curiosity.  I want to be heard. Yes by the world but mainly by my peers amongst me. They are so corrupted and influctuated with stereotypes and monstrosity that they allow it to facilitate into ignorance. They have been raised on disobedience and their cantankerous attitudes against life forces them to prejudge things for what they are. Their urge to fit in is a given. But now it has evolved into a urge not just to be in the crowd but to outshine the mix. These young adults are distracted by wants and discords them into needs and must haves. And when it comes to sex, forget about it, sex to these young individuals is like channel 12 news, on all day. They change the perception of life for us making it blind to ehtics. This is only an first entry, basically given you the 411 on my mind within. How I think how i view life and as I continue to write you will notice how i got about life, thinking, living, and even my breathing is unique or as used in the latin term sui generis, I am Honey Davidson.