Blasted did the horn sound

unleashing me from what’s kept me bound.

Sprung into action to meet you to greet you,

to see what you’ve got buried beneath you.

Got what I had coming to me.

Couldn’t let the beast go free.

Still residing anonomously [...]

I am sitting here, awaiting my return.

A triumphant horn to sooth my burns.

A sound that bears the meaning of bliss,

I feel I’m far too old for this.

Listen for your beckoning.

Hoping for, but reckoning

nothing more than seconding your emotions.

I [...]

Johanna’s site is basically all done. It’s now up to her to fill in the blanks.

I’ve been working on it for at least 5 hours tonight… meanwhile she’s over at her place, hanging out with some guy.

Yes! I feel good.

It’s as though I am ignorant; like I have no right to make a decision — and NOT have it be questioned.

It’s so hard… so hard to cry. If I could let the tears flow everytime, I would. But they’re plugged by shame and various other self-made illusions.

So why [...]

One thing I hate most is when I’m accused of things I haven’t done, which, I suppose is a direct root from my hatred of being misunderstood. I was never able to figure out if I hate it because I misunderstand myself so often, or not…

I guess some people just live in a constant [...]

I designed another site. This time for Johanna. It’s lacking all content right now, but it’s there.

www.angelfire.com/home/johanna.

Lemme know what you think.