do not stack the glasses.

"beginnings are scary, endings are usually sad...its the middle that counts. you just need to give hope time to float on up to the suface."

soo... i just got off the phone with superman and i completely forgot what i was going to write... haha like that would ever stop me from writing. so i am sitting here in my favorite coffee shop saddened because i dont even have money for coffee but i will sit here any way talking to lindsey and pretending like i know what i am doing with this new life that i have created for myself. i am coming around to the idea of being alone. i will be living on susans couch for a few days then i will get kims room... i am not looking forward to moving but i cant stay where i am it would defeat the entire purpose of shaking up my whole life.

i am a coward... people have been telling me this all week even random people... i would like to change that, but for my sake not thiers. i was gonna post some of my poetry but that plan went down the drain cause shtuff happens. i will though. i will post it and people will have to tell me its wonderful. ok so you dont have to tell me its wonderful but if ya dont i may cry a little inside.

till next time (which may or may not be on this side of never) i signing off of this my worst post yet.