Hot potato! Hot potato!

If only i could articulate.

I probably over articulate, motor mouth, yes, you guys probably get very tired of my ramblings in the best way possilbe. But hey, if ya dont like it, leave.

All i want to do is be outside.
Speak native.
and run, run, run, run, run every damn day.

I want to live somewhere with a bit of sunlight, and a slight of rain, warm rain.

Somewhere it is raining. Somewhere it is shining. Someone somebody somewhere is actualized.

I want that so bad, it doesnt take much for me, but i just wanna be outside, or in a studio of any kind.

Makin things, changin things, doin things. I gotta be relevant, i gotta keep movin or Im just gonna die.

tinted Red head and curly beyond what she deserves and just nearly a quarter of her life, though she doesnt look it. Callen picked up her nose from the position it had taken in attention to her feet, suggesting she was anything but extraordinary. But life is anything but "extra" and "ordinary". It is simply there, it just is. And you are. And I am. And somehow I gotta burst through this. Sometimes i feel this smolder inside myself that wont subside. Im not sure how to tame it but i dont want to. Its fanned and its nurtured by everyone around me. And sometimes somewhere someone ignites it! And i have to just scream! or sing! or dance! or fuck! or SOMETHING! I feel so much passion burning up my insides, my bones are almost ash! My organs have turned to magma and long since hardened into rock that is nothing but ablaze! A Chemical change in all! And I cant help but stomp down the street and burn everything to the cold damn ground! Sometimes i feel so tired, but im nothing but energy right now! I could just evaporate, and i might, so dont blink.

Maybe im right to be sorry for it, but I will not deney it. I am nothing but gratitude and energy right now, I dont really give what happens to me, as long as i can be outside, as long as i can make stuff.

expression is the stuff of gods, and i live in the churrcchhh.

-j