I've longed to touch you. A desire burns within me to hold you, to cherish you, dear one. Beads of sweat line my forehead, as my arms ache to hold you close to me.
There you are, my red bottom shoes. Oh, how the five-inch heels flatter my long, sexy legs. I simply adore the nude closed toe and black peep toe pumps. I now know the meaning of love at first sight. Today, I give in to my shoe fetish.
In the first week, I adjusted my ways of everyday life to make it somehow include you. I would walk a longer way in the hall just to see a smile on your face that was clearly meant for someone other than me. I sat in my car during the mornings before class, just hoping to catch a quick glance at you. I texted you over the smallest things, waiting for a reply that usually never came. But in every week following the first, the adjustments became a little bit harder than the weeks before. I started hurrying to class and hoping my phone would die so I could have a reason to stop existing in the world around me. The little things that once made you so special became burdens, or maybe I just saw them for what they really were. You were like the bruised apple of the bunched, and I had somewhat hoped you would taste better than the rest.
Grave flashes of light admonish the quilted sky into a battered terrain of quixotic colours that bleed into your conciseness . Splintering images that haunt as you stare into the abyss between the flashes. Each a canyon unto which you see reflected your own predicament. your mood senses each deranged explosion as a confirmation of your impending doom. Nothing will save us now. No god. No religion. No truth. Nature exists to instil in us a damning fear of the unknown. But it's not the unknown we've come to fear. its each other. and the things we've left unsaid seen in the grandiose expression of feeling draped in the imagery of the stars
I will attend High School next year! Year 7 2015! I'm already reading study and motivation tips online so hopefully I'll get good grades. I really want straight As and Bs, I love school. I don't know why but I feel as though I'll enjoy the adventure of High School. Essays, Studying, Homework...annoying but if you do it, you'll do really well in the future. I'm so excited to start learning new, different, interesting subjects next year. I just want to graduate Primary School so I get my summer holidays (6-weeks) and enjoy the journey. I wish that I have fun discovering lots of new information in the future!
I am in doubt about the nature of my existence. I seek a sanctuary in my mind where I can just be myself. Don't we all. IT's necessary. Our mind is our private escape. No harm can find us there. Unless it originates there. Scary to think that we can be our own worst enemies. IT's often said that no matter ho far we go the journey never ends until we find closure within ourself. I'm rambling. I know. This isn't easy. It will never be. I see that now. But it's necessary. I need to push through this. Fast. I need to get better.. I have a dream and this is the whetstone upon which I shall polish my skills until I mature into the artist I know I am capable of being. To better days. Farewell.