serenityfairy

I'm writing history tomorrow and I'm supposed to study, but lucky for me my teacher doesnt understand the language I'm writing in that well, so I guess I'm going to be saved by some big fancy words. I love my instinct. I think it's brilliant! Nobody listens when I tell them though. I guess it's got a downside though, I mean, I have some instinctive feelings about some negative things. And if my instinct is so accurate, I'm going to be screwed. My feet are going blue from the cold. Okay, so they changed. I mean, being serious christians is better than smoking weed every waking hour. But now it's faltering. I mean, before it was unspeakable

I hate change. Yet it has saved my life so many times in the past. Still hate it, though. Alter-ego speaking : why the fuck are you wearing pink? ew *puke*

It's pretty weird. All of a sudden my life has changed so drastically. Everything feels so...weirdly perfect. How can I explain? It's our little secret... No one will ever know, no-one will ever understand and that's the way I want it. I only want you to know. I only want you to understand. I only wanted you. Now I do. And it's mind-blowing, flabergasting, unexplainably uncomprehensibly...amazing. From the moment it started it felt right. For the first time it felt so beautifully normal. I was flying through some kind of void of sickeningly overdose of elation. This time it will work. I know it will. It has to. I'm just s