ugh

Intimidation, anger.. these words never seem to pass my mind.. until someone finds my switch. Imagine this: go ahead, close your eyes. ::spark..spark... between two rocks.:: you can never get it to make that fire. I am that unlit fire. But if you keep on trying, it will happen. I try not to cry when it happens. I won't cry. I won't cry. Why be upset. Be positive please. What have I done? Nothing. My heart has healed, all my sewing and stitching has done me well. But sometimes one stitch seems to pop, and there I am in the bathroom fixing it. Your eyes dilate in all sorts of shapes. You slap me in my face with your thoughts. I hope that my inner Jen doesn't erupt. Calm calm calm..


I need to bungie jump.
Meet me halfway.